My Friend, the Oak

Staring out my window At my king of all the wood Was a giant among my life An oak that understood His arms were open wide for me And the wind laughed through his hair This creature of the earth knew my soul And that is very rare Since my husband lost his life So young within the war My oak gave me peace Knew no hate within his core When my husband died, I lost him In my mind he is not there I???ve forgotten all about him And the times that we had shared I turned from my window And to the wall my eyes came And there was my lover Tucked away in a picture frame Startled and quite shocked A vision was bestowed to me The glass before my lovers face Danced a memory There was my late husband In uniform, oh he looked his best And standing at his side was me Dawned in a wedding dress The happiest day of my life Was gleaming in the glass Then tears streamed down my face I remembered him at last I sobbed with joy, I cried for love At this memory of pure art Despite all lost, at last I???d found The piece missing from my heart Then my tears dried with a sigh And all things came into focus The vision was not a vision Nor some mystic hocus pocus But dancing shadows of a friendly oak That the sun shined behind So a lonely girl, who had lost her heart Would have love again to find