Before the Trees

Before the trees have leaves, their branches, Brown with bark, but bare, Sway gently in the breeze, just waiting For their springtime flair. In days to come, when buds appear, Encouraged by the sun And helped out by some rain, we’ll know Their dressing has begun. Then soon enough, in varied hues Of deep or lighter green, Those trees will turn the landscape Into quite a lovely scene. Plus, add to that the blossoms That are hiding ‘til it’s time To burst forth with all their color - Now you’ve got a springtime rhyme!