The shade of the this old
Oak tree has kept
So many memories
The carving on the
Middle of the trunk Says
"forever an always W+T"
Many would say
That just like my
Heart this oak tree
Is scarred like my
Heart holding blissful
Wishes and dreams that
Never came to pass
But we both hold on
To that summer past.
But just like this tree
I too have seen many
Harsh winters pass
Though the scar has
Faded from years on
This earth but
The scar still remains
Just like your name
Is still carved on my heart
This year's have not been
Kind to you or too I
My dearest of friends
But to me you will always
Be more than that old
Withering tree on the hill
I will always remember
Your lush green branches
And how you kept me
An the woman that scarred
Both of us deeply
Cool that summer day...