THE OLD OAK TREE

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Poem by Linda J. Hutchinson. A story about life, aging, and the struggles we go through in our life's journey.

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'THE OLD OAK TREE“by:Linda J. Hutchinson : 

'THE OLD OAK TREE“by:Linda J. Hutchinson

The first time I saw the old oak tree it was in the winter, the day was bleak and cold. : 

The first time I saw the old oak tree it was in the winter, the day was bleak and cold.

The tree looked dead, it's body and limbs were gnarled and twisted, it's age untold. : 

The tree looked dead, it's body and limbs were gnarled and twisted, it's age untold.

The years had not always been kind to it, often it had to endure natures wrath, now its flaws it could not hide. : 

The years had not always been kind to it, often it had to endure natures wrath, now its flaws it could not hide.

Even though it was crooked, withered and leafless, it stood there tall with dignity and pride. : 

Even though it was crooked, withered and leafless, it stood there tall with dignity and pride.

I felt a deep reverence for this old tree, its hurts reminded me of others hurts and some of my own. : 

I felt a deep reverence for this old tree, its hurts reminded me of others hurts and some of my own.

Its strange beauty tugged at my heart, its presence followed me as I slowly walked away to go home. : 

Its strange beauty tugged at my heart, its presence followed me as I slowly walked away to go home.

Later the sadness of the tree crossed my mind. I wondered if it was dead or just in a deep winter sleep. : 

Later the sadness of the tree crossed my mind. I wondered if it was dead or just in a deep winter sleep.

As its memory kept haunting me I knew I had to see it again someday, that vow I had to keep. : 

As its memory kept haunting me I knew I had to see it again someday, that vow I had to keep.

The next time I saw the old oak tree, it was in the spring, at first sight I was amazed, my haunts were set free. : 

The next time I saw the old oak tree, it was in the spring, at first sight I was amazed, my haunts were set free.

Its branches were bursting with huge green leaves, it was a spectacular sight to see. : 

Its branches were bursting with huge green leaves, it was a spectacular sight to see.

I felt at that moment that nothing could destroy this ageless wonder, its life was too worthwhile to let it die. : 

I felt at that moment that nothing could destroy this ageless wonder, its life was too worthwhile to let it die.

Healing warm sunshine had given back a special zest for life to this glorious old tree, its beauty made me cry. : 

Healing warm sunshine had given back a special zest for life to this glorious old tree, its beauty made me cry.

Through the years I wondered about the old tree, I've aged and I also have twisted limbs, what in our life went wrong? : 

Through the years I wondered about the old tree, I've aged and I also have twisted limbs, what in our life went wrong?

To make us stronger could we be raised, lowered or redone or have we both been that way too long? : 

To make us stronger could we be raised, lowered or redone or have we both been that way too long?

Could our limbs be braced to ease the stress and strain, I truly hope so, as I believe that trying never comes too late. : 

Could our limbs be braced to ease the stress and strain, I truly hope so, as I believe that trying never comes too late.

Perhaps with faith, love and help, the parts that are damaged the most can be mended, the rest left to luck and fate. : 

Perhaps with faith, love and help, the parts that are damaged the most can be mended, the rest left to luck and fate.

Poetry by:Linda J. Hutchinson : 

Poetry by:Linda J. Hutchinson

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