The Oak Tree
By Richie C
Published 20 June 2024
In the depths of the jungle
A dark oak tree stands
The centre of the sky
Roots tangle through dirt and stone
Beneath the ground
From dirt to sky
The trunk serves its purpose
Like a network of tunnels
The branches reach out to the sky
Evergreen leaves
Rustling with the wind
High in the trees
Birds make their nests
Throughout the seasons
Squirrels come and go
As generations progress
The tree stays still
Could you cease
The hazards
Which threaten our survival?