Old oak tree
Cherokee Cemetery, CA
In the spirit of love
And enduring friendship
Is thus given a coin
A gift of peace
And we shall call it Enoch
Older than all we know
From a seed sprout
To branches spread wide
And roots dug deep
He reaches out
And pulls us in
A long embrace
Sprinkling our heads
With drops of dew
From his tear-filled eyes
Yet he knows
We shall never reveal
His secret place
LiNdA
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