PrairieOak


And like a prairie

Oak I see you

Full of promising comfort

Standing there far off

A tower of plain

Providing me my respite

From the heat of

Life from the rain

Of despair and the

Cold of my loneliness

Sometimes laying at others

Shading once or twice

Huddling offering me safety

Leaving you standing there

I do know that

Others also find their

Place with you and

I am but temporary

But for now and

Until I am ready

With you beneath you

I shall stay here