The Twin Oak
Dried leaves caressed my ankles, soles and toes
and sang a song of winter as they fell.
What a thing of lovely there to know!
What a place to stand and simply dwell!
It was one twin Oak that I stood below.
In a poem, their story I must tell.
11/30/2021
BITE SIZE POEM no28 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2021
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