Chrysanthemum

By Chrysanthemum

The remains of the old oak.

The old oak had lived in the park for more years than anyone could remember.   But he became ill, and now this is all that is left of him, a gentle reminder of his one time grandeur.   Sadly the same cannot be said of many of the other trees in our local park now that the men with chainsaws have been allowed to run amok.

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