Caleah Buil Poet Lyric

The Old Oak Tree

I want to go outside
I guess I could if i tried...
I never have the guts to do it though
I'm always scared what they would think of me if I go
Outside seems so welcoming
The breeze is practically inviting
How I long to accept its invitation
To sit by the oak tree and just listen
The grass rustling through my fingers 
The stillness of the night as I linger
The wind whistles a song
And I know that I will stay out here very long
I fall asleep
Next to the old oak tree
I hear the morning birds sing their song for me
I smile at them and I realize I'm truly happy for the first time
But when I suddenly wake up 
I cry
Because it was all a wonderful dream
And I knew it would never happen to me

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Painted Hunter May 17, 2013 at 8:16 AM You wrote this at 13?...that's quite impressive at such a young age. It's actually very good. Caleah Buil May 17, 2013 at 9:11 AM Well, thank you! Your poetry is absolutely amazing, so that's a total compliment!!! :D

Timothy Hicks May 12, 2013 at 11:25 PM Well it wasn't that they were bad kids at all... it's the rules the church had and what was called sin. Watching television was called "the devils work"... Santa Claus was called "the biggest lie there ever was". Guys couldn't even take their shirts off in a public pool (that was considered inappropriate)... the list goes on and on... pretty ridiculous I think! Caleah Buil May 13, 2013 at 9:13 AM The only part I agree about is the Santa Claus thing. But guys not being able to take off their shirts is just cruel for us girls!( LOL!) It is pretty ridiculous though. Sometimes churches try so hard to be "strict" they lose track of what really needs to be done.

Poet Destroyer A May 12, 2013 at 3:49 PM I can't think of what to say about your poem. So, I will tell you how it made me feel. ~I felt as if i was reading my daughters feeling.. when she was young,~ i was over protective... she was like my little prisoner :-( sometimes she would escape... but at the end she found out, life takes time... and now she is living up to all the dreams she had .. maybe an oka tree... I too love the oak tree... something of it's nature reassures me that I have a friend. xox~ Linda Caleah Buil May 13, 2013 at 9:12 AM ....You have no idea how much that hit me. Your pretty much the only person who hit the mark on what this poem meant to me. My parents are quite overprotective, I don't hold it against them, I know they're only trying to protect me, but it would be nice to be free once in a while. Thank you SO MUCH for commenting. I'm sure your daughter loves you incredibly. :)

Timothy Hicks May 10, 2013 at 10:07 PM I just wanted to stop by and say thanks for commenting on several of my poems. We seem to have very similar opinions apparently... lol! And to answer your question yes I've homeschooled (since I was eight). Before that I was in a private school that was connected to a church. Now THAT place had some drama... some I bet you wouldn't even expect... Caleah Buil May 12, 2013 at 12:40 PM Haha, yeah, it appears so. :P Pssh, I know, sometimes the church kids can be even worse and more dramatized than kids who don't go to church!

Pace Ink-U-Script May 10, 2013 at 8:29 PM I love the comment Afroze made. I find it to be true. This has a warm feel to it. I think its the flow of your poem that has me feeling that way in which I love. Thank you for your visit which led me back to you. Please don't be a stranger...enjoyed :) Caleah Buil May 12, 2013 at 12:41 PM Awww! No problem! I love reading great poetry! :D

Afroze Ali May 10, 2013 at 5:32 PM Oh the dream will come true, it will. maybe not under an oak tree but it will. well written... Caleah Buil May 12, 2013 at 12:28 PM Thank you so much. :)

Joseph May May 10, 2013 at 3:50 PM nicely penned Caleah...thanks for stopping by best wishes

Carol Eastman May 10, 2013 at 10:38 AM Welcome to PoetrySoup... I'm the sort to dare it... I'd go, go for it! Caleah Buil May 10, 2013 at 11:39 AM Hahah thank you! :D

Timothy Hicks May 6, 2013 at 11:19 PM Well told story. It makes me wonder why you weren't let outside... it's always there for anyone to enjoy, methinks. I don't know if it could be called a lyric, but wow, I really enjoyed the content! Caleah Buil May 10, 2013 at 11:39 AM Haha, it's...a bit more complicated than it appears, but one day I will...

Fred Bell March 13, 2013 at 8:58 AM dont worry that oak tree is not going any where lol good poem Caleah Buil March 14, 2013 at 8:40 AM Hahaha! True! Thanx! :D