the tree

February 17, 2009
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The Tree

The tree sits silently
Like a sentinel

Mute under a cover of snow
Now it is barren, deserted

Come spring it will turn green
A rainbow oasis of life

In Autumn change occurs again
Green to miraculous orange

In winter the tree its silently
Like a sentinel

And the cycle continues

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