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Oak Tree Dying and One Who Left

 
Oak Tree Dying and One Who Left
 
The bare oak stands a sentinel of grief
Its leafless limbs afford no shade or rest,
Stark and black, devoid of greening leaf
Where no bird lives or builds its happy nest.
 
Death is a mighty shell-shock for the soul
Left behind to wander through life alone,
A deadening nescient numbness his paltry dole
As fades the image of the beloved one.
 
The winter of our sorrow cannot remain
For life in us is strong, we shall survive
The nights of sadness lingering, the pain
Of loss; we shall not fail to keep alive
 
The dream that brought two spirits ever close.
There is an aid sustaining from above,
Some see Him as the lily, some the rose,
His name is known, his gift divine love.

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