I wrote this poem for my son and my dad and myself.

Old Oak Tree, 

Do you remember me

Tell me, do you remember me

After all those nights

And those many lives

Do you, still remember me, 

For it wasn’t that long

When I was here

Huddling, under your shade

You protected me, 

I confided in you

Every April and May.

Old Oak Tree, 

Old, old friend

Seems like you’ve always been here

You quieted my tears, 

You hushed my fears, 

When I, was all alone.

Do you remember that time

When I had my knife

And I carved my name right there

It never bothered you

But for me, it soothed

Knowing, for me you cared, 

For you were my friend

That I never had

Which I needed, oh so bad

Just to confide unto

And then cry unto

And I did, for only you I had.

Old Oak Tree

Dear old friend

Now, I will say goodbye, 

For now I must go

Before to you I show

How a Man, does really cry

For now only you are left

To the family that I had, 

Now, I don’t feel so sad

For when I am alone

And I need someone else

I will talk to you, 

My old, old friend.

Old Oak Tree

Goodbye my friend

Now I’ll blow with the wind

Always you will be here

With problems to hear

When the world, is so confused, 

But you will answer them all

And then in fall

You’ll show colors, that you are

So now I must go

But before I leave

I will say goodbye, my Old Oak Tree.

Randy L. McClave

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