Goodbye Old Oak

Goodbye Old Oak

The quiet roots

Crackling in the flames

Wisdom curls of smoke

A thousand years of names

Goodbye Old Oak

Burning on the green

Memories in the air

Of landscapes unseen

Goodbye Old Oak

Branches reached out

None could hold more

The circles within

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Stefanie Johnson

I aspire to inspire before I expire :). I write to share my spiritual journey and to provide hope for others. We are never alone ❤.