The Old Oak Tree

An Old Oak Tree stands proud and tall

Through time it probably has seen it all

As time went by from year to year

It looked closely never fear

Standing magnificent for over 800 years

In a meadow frequented by Horses and Deer’s

In its earliest years it would have seen many a sight

Of riders on horseback be it a King or a Knight

Who’s Armour would have shined and glinted in the Noonday Sun

As they Hunted animals just for fun

Many a King may have come and gone

Many a Sunny day and bright Moon shone

Its leaves a fluttering in the wind and rain

As centuries came and past in vain

As time went by things moved on and on

The Knights they had come and gone

As centuries passed by the tree stood tall

Through all those years it had seen it all

Even Lovers in the pale moonlight

Lay on the ground holding each other tight

What else went on only the oak tree knows

Time like a river just flows and flows

The Sunlight still glints on its weathered leaves

Hanging from its branches like badly ripped sleeves

Now growing old looking tired and worn

Standing next to a field of corn

This giant of nature still standing tall and proud

Would forever stand out from the crowd

Many a day I have passed by this wise old tree

Sees how it’s leaved glistened as the look down at me

It will probably stand for many more years

Each season it’s leaves will fall like tears

But for me it will always raise smile upon my face

My quiet and truly wondrous place.