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Grand oak
A majestic figure
Always standing straight
Shielding the children from heat
Watching baby squirrels as they play
Giving bugs and mushrooms a home to live
Smiling as generations of friends lean by its side
An umbrella for the park bunnies when storms come
Even if the sun does not rise tomorrow, it will be there, just like
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Concrete Poem A Metaphor For Father
Through Rain, Through Shine
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2019 with permission of the Author.
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