Mighty oak grow ever tall
Look down on the world so small
Watching over birds that call
Offer forth the bugs that crawl
Mighty oak grow ever strong
Give birds home where they belong
So we can listen to their song
Where young are taught the right from wrong
Mighty oak grow ever willing
Guard the fox now due for killing
Hounds around your trunk are milling
While farmers on their land are tilling
Mighty oak grow ever kind
Protecting all the things you find
Build up thoughts within your mind
With all that’s special underlined
Mighty oak grow ever wise
No other tree can match your size
You offer all without the ties
And never tell me any lies
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
What a passion for the oak tree...very well said..great..good poem
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I would like to translate this poem
If trees could talk what would they say, wisdom of it's age.. Andrew 10