A Coat of Banter

Your tree limbs have been good friends with time Stretched over the watery deep Surrounded by decay as snow fell in the winter-time The earth seemed jaded slow brown in its creep Up to your strong roots as if dependent On your overwhelming determination Not to give up every minute spent Giving love whether true, tainted or infatuation You are a Marvel of creation The snow's cold stayed a bit from you Respecting your perseverance At times i dream clearly of you Happy, helpful, caring, steeped in your vigilance As if you have to do all these things A ransom you pay for the extra time you've spent Adorning yourself in life's frills Giving your all in everything laying patient You are a Marvel of creation In celebration of your days we all came Flowing in from life's treacherous chill we resign Our hearts smiling as we bask in fame Cause you are of no ordinary design This rough life seems only to blossom Your flowerless tree branches Grasping why we cannot begin to fathom Giving you new reasons to peer into these trenches Changing our lives with warmth, if that alone You are a Marvel of Creation Copyright May2007 J.R. Thomas