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Payton Hayes
Poems
Mar 2021
Oak
He was never my rock
but he was always my oak,
constantly standing through
whatever weather I blew his way,
and still growing.
This poem was written in 2019.
Written by
Payton Hayes
Oklahoma City
(Oklahoma City)
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