Obliging Oaks

• Lara Lindegger, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2014

Obliging Oaks are rare as winter’s sun.
Silk Trees thrive and necessitate the light.
Foreign Oaks planted, make Silk Trees just none,
As darkness prevails, not just in night.
Although Oak Trees have long, big-boned branches,
That could protect Silk Trees from nature’s wrath,
Odd Oak Trees choose just to make advances,
On all light and soil that Silk Trees hath.
Black, withered leaves have fallen from Silk Trees,
Concealed by chaotic and wailing wind.
Silk Trees, made speechless eventually cease,
to control what foreign Oak Trees rescind.
Obliging Oaks are rare as a blue moon,
A moon which cannot come at all too soon.