Oak Tree by Jacqueline Nash

Oak Tree

The majestic oak disrobed
His full attire lay scattered all around
Colours fit to clothe a King
Autumn robes of gold upon the ground

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2 Responses to Oak Tree by Jacqueline Nash

  1. Beautiful. My little oak still wears his gold but I am sure it won’t be for long.

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  2. jcnashpoems says:

    Thank you Elaine. With the frost we had this morning I think the trees will all be pretty bare soon. xx


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