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An Old Oak Tree
I have an old oak tree
It's long gnarling limbs reaching high
Sitting like a sentry in my front yard
Fingers touching the spacious sky
The little squirrels run up and down
The huge old tree trunk so big
Scouting the ground and the grass
For acorns they like to dig.
I know the birds live there too
Birdsong whispers through the air
I watch them sometimes flying past
When the weather is sunny fair.
Nature is filled with marvelous treasures
For all people to truly enjoy
God furnishes us with the beauty
Filling our lives with worthwhile employ.
Now that old tree wakes up each morning
With sunlight filtering through its foliage
Sending out beams of light and heat
Through leaves, limbs, twigs and branches.
So when you're tired and lonely
With no place to go and no one to see
Just visit an old oak tree
And it'll greet you like it does me.
© April/2007 Jeanette Cooper
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