Deciduous
The maple, beech, the willow, ash and oak -
abundant are the trees that shed their leaves,
and in the spring, the goddess Flora weaves
her magic, vanishing cold winter’s cloak.
Sometimes the roots of shade trees need a soak.
A tree in drought most gratefully receives
the summer rains. By autumn it achieves
sheer brilliance. Memories autumn days invoke.
Like trees deciduous are people too.
With warmth we flourish. Also we are green,
not having lived our lives yet for too long.
Through summer more of life we can pursue.
By fall, we’re colored by all that we’ve seen.
Then winter comes, and life we can’t prolong.
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