Winter trees
Grand lush green
Their uniforms unseen
Stripped to the dress of Adam they wear
Leaning in lines on vacant roads, naked and bare
Fleeting wings shy off and vanish into thin air
Day and night rolls, then quietly freeze
Longing for a warm breeze
Winter trees
First place in 'A Trois-par-Huit for December Contest' by Andrea Dietrich
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