The Oak
stands firm
in heavy storms
it never bends
it may seem worn
It
may show signs
of many a trial
the oak’s kind heart
remains unbarred
The Oak
is steady
when children are small
it spreads its branches
there is room for all
The Oak
stands stalwart
as time goes by
arms wide open
when someone cries
The Oak is
faithful to its own
the source of love
long lasting like home
Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
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With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
my humanity in written form
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Poetry by Mich
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FROM ONE PARENT TO ANOTHER
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