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Trees Through the Seasons

What beauty is beheld by the loveliness of trees its leaves are a crown of glory a living wonder, changing with the seasons. In springtime, new branches welcome the sunlight green leaves eagerly appear birds busily nest between dappled light and shadows. In summertime, trees are a haven from the heat wrapping leafy arms around a weary traveler like a protective mother. In autumn, trees throw a riotous pageant, as leaves turn into a blazing show of fiery reds, brilliant oranges and bright yellows. This majestic affair lasts but for a brief while, when a sudden curtain call causes leaves to fall, leaving a colorful carpet in its wake. As winter creeps in, trees underscore the sparse chill of the season as bony branches shiver in the wind. The cycle of trees ever turns from season to season its wonder and glory endures through the ages. Written on 1/14/2019

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Date: 1/26/2019 2:45:00 PM
We need poems of this calibre on importance of trees badly. Trees were entwined in my childhood memories. Trees for climbing and hiding. Friends and I built log cabin when around 11. We had tree huts. Now I appreciate the shade on our property. Regards David in NZ
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Laura Leiser
Date: 1/26/2019 4:40:00 PM
Thank you for your kind comments, David! I just love trees and could not imagine life without them! :)
Date: 1/15/2019 7:30:00 AM
I do love trees and this poem; my favorite verse, "This majestic affair lasts but for a brief while, when a sudden curtain call causes leaves to fall, leaving a colorful carpet in its wake."
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Laura Leiser
Date: 1/15/2019 10:11:00 AM
I love trees, too! So happy you enjoyed my poem, M.L.! :)
Date: 1/14/2019 5:37:00 PM
I really enjoyed this poem. I love to see the changes with the trees. This time of year here, when they are bare...the views open up to the mountains. Very nice poem :)
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Laura Leiser
Date: 1/14/2019 7:57:00 PM
Thank you, Heidi, for your comments! Glad you enjoyed my poem! :)
Date: 1/14/2019 4:48:00 PM
ohh yes, one of the best ways to check what season we are is how the trees look... splendid poem wonderfully quilled, laura....huggs
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Laura Leiser
Date: 1/14/2019 5:03:00 PM
Thanks so much, Nette! Glad you liked this! :)

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