White Oak (Quercus alba)
A short poem I wrote to describe the benefits of this important native tree. It supports more wildlife than any other native plant.
The Old Oak Tree
The deer forages acorns beneath its feet and never wonders when will I eat.
It knows the oak’s bountiful crop will sustain its life and never stop.
If the tree may fall from the hand of God or man, the oak’s legacy forever stands.
In the seedlings that grew beneath its limbs. The crop will forever remain. Giving life again and again.
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