Red Maple
RED MAPLE MEMORIES
Winters have ravaged me
twisted and broken my limbs
scalded me with burning winds
I miss the birds nest
torn from my grasp
by an icy gale
Spring tickles my roots
sets my sap to percolating
awakens my purpose
I long for the mist filled dawn
sweet trickling dew dripping
on my budding blush
Summers have soothed and parched
my crimson canopy, acknowledging
the cool succor of my shade
I miss the boy
his laughter, his imagination
climbing through my history
Fall, ah beautiful fall,
cool breezes reddening my cheeks
readying a soon to fall quilt
I smile at the antics of the squirrels
hear the good-byes of the travelers
stretch, shiver, succumb to sleep
8/25/2015
submitted to – Trees Personified Poetry Contest
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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