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Beneath the Dripping Cypress Trees

By Sally Ann Roberts

'Tis the breeze beneath the cypress trees,

'Tis the breeze beneath the cypress trees,

Where shady branches bend and bow,

Where shady branches bend and bow.

Beneath the bend and branches breeze,

Where the cypress' bow 'ties shady trees.

Ink like stains of sap fold down,

Ink like stains of sap fold down,

Brown and dripping tears that keep,

Brown and dripping tears that keep.

Sap like ink and stains of brown,

Tears that fold keep dripping down.

Will such variegated colors blend,

Will such variegated colors blend,

Away within envelope of leaves,

Away within envelope of leaves.

Of such colors envelope within,

Variegated leaves away will blend.

Within the sap 'tis shady brown,

And keep the breeze of that fold down,

Variegated stains away will blend,

Where colors bow and branches bend.

Tears of ink envelope like leaves,

Beneath such dripping cypress trees.