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Out by that wide oak tree
I feel as sense of security
Like I could sit there forever
Under its protection
Without a worry in the world.
Dreaming of wondrous things,
Pondering life’s meaning,
Scanning merry memories,
And sort out my priorities.
If ever I am sad or down,
I look for the console
Of that wide oak tree,
For I can stand there
And rant about
Whatever need be
To get my feelings out.
It may not have
An ear to listen
Or even
A mouth to speak,
But
It has a heart
All the same.
A heart that
Does not judge
Or hold a grudge
Or suffer me ill will.
Every day
I would hang out
With that wide oak tree
For it was my
Best friend.
It would let me
Climb
Its broad limbs,
Hang
Upside down
Till my face turned red.
When nighttime fell
I would bid
That wide oak tree
Farewell
Wishing it a deep sleep
And sweet dreams
Till we meet
The next morn
Again.
- by Belrock of Morgoth |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/09/2009 |
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- Title: Oak Tree
- Artist: Belrock of Morgoth
- Description: A little poem I wrote about an oak tree during History class. Enjoy =)
- Date: 02/09/2009
- Tags: tree
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Goddess SpiritWolf - 12/06/2010
- Very nice ^_^ i like it! it reminds me of my own Oak Tree that i have written in one of my stories (the tree isn't real, just in my mind, lol) but your poem describes my own just the same. good job ^_^
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