I share a plot of land with an oak tree. She is about 200 feet tall, and spreads a 200 feet radius. As the sun went down today, I sat out with this tree, and I felt such love and devotion. I felt she was secure, and that she was glad to be in my front yard. Her leaves, probably weighing a ton, are her solar collectors. I will rake her fallen leaves all in a couple months, when their job is done. I will be happy to serve. Her trunk and limbs are immense, and I just know that no wind can possibly break them. I am glad they are so strong, because my little house is situated beneath them.
From time to time, visitors have looked up at this oak tree and marveled at her. They say they have never seen a finer tree. I believe it is true:
they never have!
When the breeze rustles her leaves, I can hear the motion of time.
She is strong and tall and deep.
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