He stands alone now etched by time <br />As though was meant to be <br />His frame all bent and twisted <br />For all who pass to see <br /> <br />It wasn't always as it is <br />When children came around <br />To run and laugh and shriek with glee <br />He revelled in the sound <br /> <br />But age and weather took its toll <br />And disease had hit him hard <br />A surgeons cuts had saved his life <br />For which he didn't charge <br /> <br />And so he stands alone but proud <br />To survey what could be seen <br />The only oak for miles around <br />Upon the village green.<br /><br />Graham Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-stands-alone/
