Climb me, for I'm made of stone
Lean against me when alone
Come and rest beneath my shade
I am the place where dreams are made
Lie beneath me, call me home
I've learned so much as I have grown
Find beneath my ancient limbs
The wind here sings the wisest hymns
My Limbs won't break, my roots go deep
Your secrets I am sworn to keep
So come to me when hope is gone
And climb me,
For I'm made of stone
xoxo- Leah
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