I caught an oak’s reflection
in a puddle Friday last
whilst walking in a field
by a tree that I went past
It reminded me that winter
on this chill November day
was close as from its branches
all the leaves had gone away
So I didn’t dilly dally
but paused there just enough
to ponder that reflection
of the tall oak there above
©Jemverse
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