Poetry Contest Entry

The Old Oak

~By Hampus

Old oak
Old oak
What have you heard?
The sound of children laughter
Grown men arguements
Dismere and joy
This is what I've heard
Old oak
Old oak
What have you felt?
Seasons have passed
Winter, spring, summer and fall
Wind, rain, snow and sun
This is what I've felt
Old oak
Old oak
What have you sensed?
The birth of a tree from a nutshell
Woodpeckers picking on my side
And fires licking and heat
This is what I've sensed
Old oak
Old oak
What can you tell?
Generations have come
Generations have gone
They've all disappeared with time
Do your work, Lumberjack

If there are any problems with this page, please email us the error. Thank you.