There Is a Tree of Copper Leaves
there is a tree of copper leaves
presentation most fervent in Winter season
after all of crepe and oak are bare
my eyes turn bronze
this tree turns me on
i can’t look away
when pines are flaked with snow
or rendered seussical,
having a topside arch &
their downy needles decorated
my eye hues green with white
and the whimsy I feel
in my scarf and wind
a perpetual tease
the flicker of lights from house to house
the darkness loses its sight
the ho ho ho & merry flight
jingle bells down to my toes
i like fall
but i fall for winter
season of the sweater
& wool of wisdom
we follow the lamb
the shepherd leads
through blinding snow
teaching us which way to go
12/5/2022
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