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A huge oak tree, robust and proud,
    Said to some swaying reeds:
'My strength will see me through all storms.
     I have no other needs.'

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The reeds were dancing in the wind,
     With roots deep in the stream:
'You may be large and powerful, 
     But we're stronger than we seem.'

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That night a storm attacked them all.
     And how that wind did scream!
It uprooted that almighty tree
    Which fell down in the stream.

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The reeds said quietly to the tree:
    'There’s something we all knew.
There may be strength in size and weight,
     But in grace and litheness too.'

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* litheness - the gracefulness of a person or animal that is flexible and supple. lissomeness, suppleness.

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This poem is packed with personification, but what is this?  Josie ​​