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 | | From: | Bill Orr | | Subject: | A Live Oak Tree | | Date: | Wed, 12 Jan 2005 22:13:47 GMT |
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 | A LIVE OAK TREE
By a winding lane rising high above
there's a spreading live oak tree,
with reaching limbs that twist and turn
and gnarled on every knee.
From ages past, it stood this spot
while people come and go.
It spread its branches to the sky
as the years passed by below.
If all the things could be retold
that occurred beneath this oak,
what memories now forgotten
would emerge beneath its cloak?
Would all then know who Catherine was
that here first took her chances
and who it was that carved her name
low on one of the branches?
Bill Orr
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http://home.earthlink.net/~billbernice1/
Includes "Poems of the Sea"
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