Fairy Trees
Fairy Trees
in my wood
there are lithesome
trees of delicate winter hue
a grove brings love
and sisterhood into the
the darker few.
they dance wild, among storms
cued across the mountains,
touching one another
with thrashing limbs
holding fast their roots
deep within the soil.
summer breezes
bring lacy crowns
of palest tender green
they bow and bend
with courtly pomp
toward each sister tree.
then fall, again,
steals green away
replacing it with gold
but still they stay
steadfast and true
to promises of old.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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