Autumn's Trees

They stand straight and tall
Though some are bent with age
In October's wind their leaves fall
Because they have reached that stage

They stand there with bare branches
Red and gold lie on the ground below them
One or two leaves cling taking their chances
That they can make strong their stem

 Not falling from the branch like their brothers
Lying on the ground below waiting to die
Cause if by chance they could have their druthers
They would cling through winter and death defy

Alas, alas, the cold wind is much to strong
Two leaves are falling to the group below
Mother nature sent a  fearsome gust along
 The leaves are waiting to be covered by the snow

Under the blanket of snow they will be warm
Below cover through winter they will change
Into something else they will transform
This is how Mother Nature does rearrange

And so the trees sleep through a long dream
Through a long winter's night they sleep
Dreaming of spring and the sun's warm beam
And the angels their watch do keep

Oct 30, 2006

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