We have a hybrid, a weeping oak tree
Emerge together in strength and possibilities
Letting it grow we looked after it well
Sheltering it from the curse that nature befell
We dance under it’s profound shade
We soak in the beauty of it’s glade
We had a picnic our backs into it’s trunk
After lunch into his arms I sunk
He held me the whole night through
As the sunset, and the chilly wind blew
But all worries were gone, we were safe
Under the love hybrid, we ourselves create.
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