Tree Garments
Tree Garments
Written: by Miracle Man
November 24, 2021
Leaves come cascading from trees seeking ground,
effortlessly floating, making no sound.
Once aground they swirl, moving as if lost,
then a removal chore, I’ll bear the cost.
I get immense pleasure watching them fall,
soon naked branches, await winter’s call.
But with spring's arrival come buds once more,
then leaves to make shade, like that seen before.
Knowing all to soon each season gives way,
and once more God's hand work is on display.
Each seasonal change,
I stand in awe of the beauty of God’s handiwork.
Tom
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