Winding its oak way
gently piercing through the sky
for three hundred years
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Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Winding its oak way
gently piercing through the sky
for three hundred years
Lucid Gypsy 
a wise old tree Gilly!
there is just something about old trees…. what stories they could tell.
thanks for sharing!
This is a gracious tribute to a gallant tree that is obviously a survivor.
A poet can never be described as lazy Gilly, when they work their brain to produce a haiku! love your oak tree.
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Beautiful Memories with old trees.! Picture pErfect.
CAption : Paradisiac
Amazing!
beautiful
Wonderful tree and haiku.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Old and grey but still sturdy. Wonderful Haiku.
Don’t you just LOVE mature trees; I know you do silly me.
Great shot and Haiku Gilly! You summed it up perfectly! 😀
A magnificent tree, perfectly described!
Your haiku has done this majestic tree proud, Gilly. If only these old trees could talk, what tales they would tell. 🙂
a good idea to say
“gently piercing through the sky”
– now I know, the sky has piercings,
not only teenager…
300 years …. I bet it has more than a few tales to tell 🙂
Your haiku is a beautiful accompaniment to this old gnarled tree, Gilly. 🙂