I Am Oak Furrows
What this house has been
To extinct to one friend
It will be a furrow
What this hide has been
I do not know, not a coat
It will be a furrow
This is an awful swim
There is too much weed in the water
What this time has been
As it passed on a whim
It will be a furrow
What this hearth has been
To flare up and then dim
It will be a furrow
What this air has been
To my kin, as a gift
It will be a furrow
What this room has been
It was kind, but in a while
It will be a furrow
This is an awful swim
There is too much weed in the water for me