tree Poetic Bloomings

 

Evermore

 

The tree we planted long ago,

Upholding burden of the snow,

Stands resolutely telling me

His nature has longevity.

 

In months, when leaves come forth in spring,

It’s where so many wrens will sing.

In summer, it will give its shade.

It’s where fond memories are made.

 

In autumn, when its leaves flame red,

Its comfort and its joy will spread.

And so, we’re also to endure,

Not only here, but evermore.