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Tree Hugger

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I don't know your names.

I'm horrible at botany,

you flowers and trees

with views of the low hills to the west.


I adorn them with my own monikers

when I walk among them.

I don't mean to offend, and it seems they don't mind.


They are familiar acquaintances,

so I tell myself they are probably happy

to be called something.


Yellow Top Plant,

Crooked Climb-y Tree,

and Messy Red Bush

change some with the seasons,


but what and who they are

stays the same for me.

My compass for friends I seek.


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