The Oak That Stood Alone

Amongst this family of towering giants,

I stand on the outer edge.

The others are not defiant;

I am.

They lean and bend with whatever comes;

I stand still and firm.

They are forever green all year long;

I become bare and naked.

They are slender and easily fallen;

I am thick and steadfast.

They bare their young in cones;

I have mine in acorns.

Their arms spread up more than out;

I spread mine out more than up.

Their legs do not run deep;

I have legs that run through the ages of time.

They are wanted by man kind;

I am not.

They stand in rows upon rows;

I stand alone.

"I went to lake Bonny Park for this assignment and I stayed there for at least 40 minuets."