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The Green Sprig

By Rob Morris

From me to thee, from me to thee,
Each whispering leaf a missive be,
In mystic scent and hue to say,
This green and fragrant spray,
In emerald green and rich perfume,
To teach of Faith that mocks the tomb,
And link the chain Fidelity,
'Twixt, Brother, thee and me!

'In distant land, in olden time,
The Acacia bore the mark sublime,
And told to each discerning eye
A deathless constancy.
So may these green leaves whisper now,
Inform the heart, inspire the vow,
And link the chain Fidelity,
'Twixt, Brother, thee and me!
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