The Oak Tree

Majestic oak, so tall and grand,

A symbol of strength across the land.

Your roots run deep into the earth below,

With leaves that rustle and gently flow.

Through seasons hot, through winters cold,

You stand unwavering, mighty and bold.

In springtime, buds burst forth in brilliant green,

And summer's shade is a welcome scene.

Autumn paints your leaves in shades of gold,

As they fall to ground, brave and bold.

Beneath your branches, creatures find their rest,

A sanctuary for birds' cozy nest.

Oh, oak tree, how you inspire us all,

Teaching us to be steadfast, to stand tall.

Your beauty and grace are a wonder to see,

Forever a symbol of nature's majesty.

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