My Sycamore Tree

A rainbow appeared across the sky
Like a promise
A covenant
Shinning on high
I waited and watched Making sure I could see
Climbing the branches of my sycamore tree

A star shone bright
Symbolizing
Signifying
The importance that night
Men followed it
As I watched happily
Sitting atop my sycamore tree

A white dove descended from the clouds
With a voice
And a light
Amazing the crowds
Water and word

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poem by Emily Caudill
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