The Tree

by Barry Penfold

The tree is grey and listless now
All thats left is bark and bough
Gone are leaves of brillant green
Too, the birds that nest between.

But when winter`s icy grip is over,
The tree begins to live once more
New branches grow,buds spring awake
Freshened by spring dew they take
And,in a while,gloriously
A new tree is born,in all it`s majesty.

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Trees live with us . Many are older than us and have stories beyond our ears. Treat them well. They are majestic.

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The Tree

by Barry Penfold

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