A plan of human destruction.

           The Twin Tea Woods

They sway with a brisk, path of the wind.

So tall, but dare to bend.

Branched from a midst, and bold they stood.

These are the twin tea woods.

To taste a season of rain, wind, and snow.

The challenge of their desire.

Though the sun so beautiful, and so everlasting.

Bring’s threats of a roaring fire.

                                 Clifford H. Jones

                                 Published 1996

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