Background picture Branson MO 2002
"Heard it Through the Grapevine" by Creedence Clearwater Revival (I wrote this poem to Ronnie because he was jealous without reason - I finally broke up with him because I could not stand the jealousy.)

A Tall Pine

By: Frances M. McCrory 1962

My love for you

Will always be true.

As true as the tall pine

That stands on a shrine.


It is bent by the wind

But to all a shade it will lend.

May our love never bend

By whatever the world may send.


May our love stand

Held by a strong band.

May it be like the pine

Standing on the shrine.


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