Dr John Celes - The Mighty Oak

The mighty Oak has lost its massive look!
The mother-trunk is old and dying fast;
Some aerial-roots in ground anew did hook;
Their smaller trunks appear just like a mast!

The hill I knew is just a mound right now:
It’s razed to almost level ground for sheep:
Its beauty gone, children cannot say, ‘Wow! ’
No meadows, trees now dot its sides, less steep.

Familiar things have vanished like a dream;
The landscape looks different but deceptive;
No more, I see the tamarind and neem;
More neighbors are strangers, less receptive!

Old lovely smiling faces can’t be seen:
Remaining few relatives looking mean!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008

Dr John Celes

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