
The Oak
stands firm
in heavy storms
it never bends
it may seem worn
It
may show signs
of many a trial
the oak’s kind heart
remains unbarred
The Oak
is steady
when children are small
it spreads its branches
there is room for all
The Oak
stands stalwart
as time goes by
arms wide open
when someone cries
The Oak is
faithful to its own
the source of love
long lasting like home
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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. In 2019, we have an exciting project. We are working with a team developing elementary curriculum for African children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children who want to learn.
I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2012 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the (quiet) originator of the idea and co-producer of One Stop Poetry.
I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers.
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great poem. speaks volumes about stability in a world that is so unstable, so fast-paced. 😉
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