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The Citrus Grove by Gary G. Ballard © 1997 Written exclusively for a client on 12/27/97 The citrus grove alongside your home It caught my eye when I came by on Christmas day, For snapshots of baby Montana and baby Jimmy. So young they are and full of need your dreams are theirs to share. For I as one who is paid to see to illustrate simple truth, I saw It — your love — so clearly in their eyes. continued And I heard a song in those citrus trees so laden with fruit they were. Those trees... They called me in and made me see they made me feel their joy. And if I were to explain my art my whatever I’d say: There’s a Mother and a Father to every life though rare of exceptional stock and breed, But unlike lemon seed the fruit of man grows free to choose paths and fulfill destinies. Yes, your tree is laden with fruit (if I may further analogize) And the seed never falls far from the tree.
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