A Majestic Oak

There is nothing more inviting than a majestic oak,

on a hot summer day.

It is lovely as it spills it's shade,

from it's branches to the ground.

Strong and tall the majestic tree stands,

spreading it's branches of shade across the land.

Soft summer breezes pass by,

allowing the Spanish moss to whip through the air,

shading the rays of the sun's glare.

It stands strong and tall with it's roots firmly planted,

into the ground.

It has become part of the sounds,

of nature.

It paints a vivid picture of nature's beauty,

as its branches sway softly in the wind.

As autumn knocks at the door,

the autumn breezes make the acorns pour,

like the rain.

And it stands tall through the winters,

when the skies are gray.

It collects many memories over the years,

where under it's branches have been smiles and tears.

The majestic oak is a natural wonder,

it stands strong through the rumbling thunder,

and many like to gather under.

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A Majestic Oak