The Oak
The Oak
(This is based on a true recent happening in our WOL community. It inspired me to follow it into the future....)
They gently laid their loved one
When life no longer woke
Beneath a chosen memory
A living sapling oak
They watched the oak tree grow and grow
They watched, and also grew
Until they could no longer watch
They died, but oak still grew
Their children watched this oak tree grow
They also watched and grew
My story will go on and on
(Through generations too)
The mighty oak stood proud and tall
A stranger passing by
Did wonder who this oak tree plant?
A whisper rose, 'twas I
Don Matthews August 2019
Don Matthews
Sat 30th Nov 2019 01:55
I am a little Aussie poet
Sticks head up for bashing
Take your pick of Jen or Po
And give me trashing/lashing
Of course I'm only havin' fun
My usual flippant self
Just hopped down for a bit of fun
From my flippant shelf
Thalia says flip flop but don't floor-drop Don......
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