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The Mighty Oak
What a mighty artwork of nature
So tall and strong
Birds perch on its stout branches
And sing heavenly songs
Squirrels scamper along its
Hardy trunk
Gathering nuts I suppose
Its branches full of green
Cast shadows on the most likely things
It’s leaves turn golden, red, and orange
What a delightful sight,
The tree so bitter and bare
Doesn’t cast a shadow here or
There
It shivers in the cold night air
Hoping for spring hoping for change
To gather its green leaves
And cast shadows once again
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