Under the Oak Tree
You can find me
Beneath the oak tree
Its shade provides
For me, a place to hide
A place to remain cool
While looking out at the school
Of sunlight goldfish swimming
Bright hope's future shining
From under the oak tree
I believe
Looking up into its full branches
With the leaves, exchanging glances
Trading secrets, we smile green and white
Fearing, for not a moment, the coming night
The darkness is not our enemy
It provides a balancing serenity
This oak and I
We both grow high
Bathed in sunlight
Wrapped in moonlight
You can find me
Under the oak tree
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