Old oak

 

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October. When you left me and went, it was Fall

And I was such a mess, hurting so bad

It was when that tree started to grow really tall

It grew and many storms it has had

 

Every year it got taller and stronger

In Summer it gave me shelter and shade

October again now, I wait for you  no longer

The tree lost its leaves again, colours will fade

 

Now  there is a light shining behind the tree

In the sky, a shining star so  very bright

In Orion,  that first I could not see

When the tree was in the way of the light

 

You won’t come back, but seasons keep returning

When there is need of shade , the leaves be there

And in Winter, the star I shall see burning

So worry not, for me you need not care

 

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entry for Jingle’s potluck