Mighty Oak

Mighty Oak

A Poem by Sherry Lynn

Her color fades
Time begins to change
Silently she stands
While pieces of her fall

Standing firm against the cold
Never an utter is heard
Braced against the storms
Each one different than before

Anchored deep
Standing her ground
The mighty oak
Refuses to be knocked down

(c) Sherry Lynn Hull

© 2012 Sherry Lynn

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Very lovely write.
Let's hope that the mighty oak might stand the biting cold and roaring storm.

Posted 5 Years Ago

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That's short but amazing, dang that makes me sound like a tree huger... lol. I really like this, describes a oat tree nicely. And I love that it would not be knocked down, trees can look so beautiful when in the right environment :D awesome work.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on June 18, 2012
Last Updated on June 18, 2012


Sherry Lynn
Sherry Lynn

Oklahoma City, OK

I just write what is on my mind, my writings venture and can touch upon anything. Some are very explicit, some are just to relieve stress, and most come from the pains and joys that I have had the pl.. more..