The Tree and the Spring Rain

I may be wet 
My coat is soaked
Have no regret
Remember so
The days when I
Had lost it all
In winter time
Had no defense
Against the cold
In the silence
Of much snow fall.

See me now changed
See my green wear
See the blooms dance
In the winds, fair
Often watered
Won't hear complain
From my timbers
For I again
Have your eyes look
In my direction
For my outlook's
Your protection.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Foulk Avatar
April 13, 2011 at 2:30 PM
A very creative and refreshing piece of beautiful poetry about my favorite season. thank you for your comment on Made in Heaven.
Austin Avatar
April 11, 2011 at 6:30 AM
Through the eyes of a tree - You might be another one who looks on trees as extra-living things. I've always had a thing about trees. Love, dave
Devonshire Avatar
April 7, 2011 at 11:33 AM
Dear Caroline, I love your perspective on spring. Somehow it made me wish we humans could revive just as the trees do each spring. Nature's natural cycle of renewal does not seem to apply to us, but oh how I love to watch "the blooms dance in the winds." Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn
Sweetheart Avatar
April 7, 2011 at 9:13 AM
Lovely focus on the tree's point of view Caroline and splendid images to enthrall the reader .. with style... the many facets of the trees growth and bloom painted so perfectly in rhyme..luv..
Mehta Avatar
April 6, 2011 at 6:05 PM
Nice personification of the gtree with great images, Caroline
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