Show Poetry Corner Cotner TilE THE OAK B Hy By Cindy BridgEs BridgE's Age 14 Here I 1 stand So tall and grand grand- You say Ive I've borne no pain But years of toil Unyielding soil My mighty limbs to gain I felt the sleet The summers summer's heat And knew the cutters cutter's blade But over all allI I would not fall The axe was not obeyed I am at home For I cannot roam- roam Not of my own free will And here Ill I'll stay Until the day My trembling lea leaves ves are still Submitted by Uintah Poetry Society |