The Old Oak

I did a decent amount of revisions on an old poem. I wrote it while on a plane to France at 11:00pm EST on Jan. 3, 2005. This was when I was working in France and had just come back (to France) after the Christmas break. So, most likely I was cruising over the Atlantic when this inspiration hit me.


Unfortunately, I had to take the poem down... boo to wanting to submit original unpublished work