Oak Tree
By Coco-posy C
Published 27 September 2023
Cold hand on my shoulder
I am tired and hungry
Oak Tree
pulls me closer
Perhaps
I am asleep
It embraces me
I don’t feel scared
I tell it my problems
I feel it twirling my hair
singing me back to sleep
as wind moves the leaves
I don’t want to awaken
Can’t be real
My body starts to lean towards
the concrete
The tree disappears