Remembering Bur Oak

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There where the tree used to be –
A branch’ed overhang on Nineveh Street
Where the road stayed dry in light rain
Colorful arrays dawned and might dissipate
Just when I ventured on through
Grew under and ’round the power-line
Courteous and kind to all passerby
Long as we let it stand
– is a patch of brown grass.


#poem #freeversepoetry

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