Let it go <br />Let it flow <br />Watch the grass grow <br />Insted of falling back <br />Into the old burlap sack <br />What should i do <br />When the only one around is in my shoe <br />And the only tim she is around <br />She is singin the blues <br />And lookin for a clue <br />To find a way back <br />To what she always knew <br />Which leaves me in an empty room <br />Without a flower to bloom <br />Sweeps me into a pan <br />With some dirty used broom <br />Give me a way <br />Somehow i say <br />To make it all go away <br />So it will just be me <br />Under a White Oak Tree<br /><br />justin byerline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-white-oak-tree/
