Oak Haven
Silhouetted against a rising full moon
Stands a lone live oak in solitude
A haven for homeless woodland creatures
Graceful limbs mark its features
Untouched as land was cleared for wood
Its beauty left it where it stood
“Come unto me all ye homeless and broken
Herein find ye rest” soundlessly spoken
Written by: Debra Squyres 5-4-2012
Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2012
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