The Big Old Oak Tree

Under the shade of the big old oak tree

While a quiet breeze blows away the heat,

Sitting on a blanket knit carefully,

Husband and wife gaze momentarily

           into each others eyes.

The cares of their lives left behind the tree

will still be there when they finally leave.

Her long graying blond hair blows in her face

As she moves closer to him for embrace

          in his strong muscled arms.

The leafy moss dripped branches of the tree

Can't stop the sunlight from shining between.

Birds chirping behind the branch barricade

Seem to be singing a sweet serenade

           to the couple below.

Time seems to stop on this side of the tree,

No cell phones, or computers, or TV’s.

There is just the wind, the birds, and the waves

Gently lapping against the pier. She saves

           this moment in her heart.

To all others, this is only a tree,

Not special, not exceptionally pretty.

To her, it's more. It's a moment in time

Connected to a feeling sublime

           with her husband she loves.

by: Paula D. Nevison