The Tree

Standing tall and slender With so much beauty to behold Gliding upward to full capacity With an air that seems so bold In the Spring it blooms so lovely and green Summer brings an added touch But when autumn unfolds its face, there is a change Its color changes and for some there is a bareness that makes them seem destitute But continuous growth is still its must. As changes come as for sure they will We take example from the tree Just stand tall and still Sway neither to the right or to the left Just grip hold to confidence And conquer each change of the season To return to a gracious, most beautiful self.