The Old Oak Tree Whispers — A Copy and Paste Poem by Wolrad (#29)

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The Old Oak Tree Whispers

I know I hear her whisper as I hug my old oak tree
That’s been growing by my window all my life so happily
Its leaves just started blooming as it has throughout the years
For just a week it brings on my allergic blooming tears
It did not take till I was four…