My Secret Escape Poem by Nicole GravellPellerino

I followed the gravel road
as far as it would go to
the ruggged broken down barn
and tucked discreetly tucked behind it
there is a sturdy old oak tree
somewhere in the distance
that was settled between the edge of the woods
and the endless corn feilds,
There in the center of the trunk
was a jagged line carved into
the hollowed wood
resulting from years
damaging lighting strikes,
the hollowed structure
made it more accessible to climb,
In the summer
I would spend hours
in the branches of that old oak tree
just listening to the sounds of
crickets chirping, bird singing
and the wind whistling
through the leaves,
I found peace and harmony
in the solitude of the branches
surrounded bty nature
escaping into blissful tranquility
it was my favorite place
my one and only escape
on stress filled days
I still wish I could escape back to
the branches of that old oak tree