A proud aging oak tree said to the wind,”Watch me sway upon the breeze,”

“Then you will see the reason why I am the greatest of all English trees,”

The poplar said, ” that may be so, but I too have much pride,”

“I spread my leaves across these woods where squirrels and badgers hide,”

“Within my shade, walkers rest, and from my place I see,”

“The seasons go by and people change making history.