That long forgotten old oak tree
bent in abjection’s misery
no longer watered by the farm
planks torn off the old wooden barn
an era’s ending not so pretty
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A place once full of life and green
where fledglings flap and fly with glee
never a worry of their harm
that long forgotten old oak tree
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Those young ones on a climbing spree
no need for old folks groan nor plea
welcome were gangly legs and arms
faithful to hear us spin our yarns
during games it was always free
that long forgotten old oak tree
The Old Barn
Do you have memories of a faithful climbing tree??
The Rondeau named after the French word for “round,” is characterized by the repeating lines of the refrain (rentrement), and the two rhyme sounds throughout.
The rondeau’s form is not difficult to recognize; it is composed of fifteen lines, eight to ten…
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