I lay atop a grassy hillside
Not under, but beside a beautiful oak
Only so the sun can still reach my face
Sunshine pierces my wavering eyes
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Great poem! Love the buildup as a sweet and beautiful write and then that stinging zinger of a last line! Brilliant!