Oak Tree

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

It dominates the ground

Its stands so tall

Above us all

It never makes a sound

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

Its sight a wondrous thing

I scan its trunk

And branches too

It’s strangely comforting

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

Its bark is green and grey

With nooks and crannies

Everywhere

In splendid disarray

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

Its roots run very far

Long Fingers clinging

To the earth

The pattern quite bizarre

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

With branches all abound

They twist and turn

So wildly

They’re reaching all around

There’s a big Oak tree

Not far from me

With initials etched to see

I look up close

But can’t make out

The ones before KT

©karltearney