The Lively Oak

Your long, flowing branches harmoniously flow across the acres, a visual landmark in your arena. You have provided generations a reprieve from the harsh climate, a playground for babes, a private picnic for new lovers. You have graced the lanes of stately manors. Human atrocities have been comitted upon your boughs. You have seen many summers pass and seasons change, and you have overcome them all. You carry an ecology all your own. You are a miracle of God only to be brought down by tempestuous children named Katrina and Gustav.