Poem

The mighty oak tree

stands tall and wide

where some have laughed

and others have cried

It gives shade in the sun

or a place to talk in the dark

sweet memories of loves

are carved in her bark

It has seen many winters

when the skies were all grey

if it could ever talk

oh, the things it would say!

This is the story

I hope you can now see

a little about the life

of the mighty oak tree

Av: Tomas W Peterson