The Wise Oak Tree

The boy sat under his favorite wide oak

on a summer day full of August sunshine.

As he leaned against the firm, solid trunk

that had always been there for him, he sighed.

” I love summer. It’s everything I want, nothing I don’t.

The hot sunny days, the warm sand in my toes,

the shady leaves, and sweet summer treats.

I hope nothing ever changes. I am happy here.”

“Ah, but change is coming” whispered the wise oak.

Startled, the boy began to rise, but sunk back to his spot.

“No way. I like things just the way they are.”

The wise oak responded “I never said you didn’t.

But the truth of the matter is change is inevitable.

Autumn must come. Fight it or embrace it, that is your choice.”

The boy argued. ” I won’t give up my comforts.

I love my warm days and sweet ice cream.

I love beach days and shady trees.

You are all I need. Let’s stay just as we are.”

“But young man, I cannot,” The wise oak said firm.

” I must change. Autumn will happen.

As I grow older, I must move forward.

While you may enjoy my shady leaves now,

they will soon be changing color.

Of course, you’re welcome to stay

right where you are, but you will be buried in

decaying memories of the past.

I’d rather look forward to the vibrant colors

I will produce soon and I invite you to

embrace them with me.

We can be beautiful together

or you can live in ignorance in denial,

but either way change is coming.

Will you be coming too?”

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