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About This Poem
Love Like A Mighty Oak
you dried all my tears
i stand proud now like the oak---
no weeping willow
your splendid branches
wrap me into your shadow---
shelter from the storm
wind blows me down
your light lifts me up---
might i dwell in your arms?
written January 28th,2013
for pd's Valentine contest
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