The last few leaves fall off the trees as autumn turns to winter
Standing naked and exposed so vulnerable without their clothes
Enduring months of winter’s cold, they hold a secret I’ve been told
Deep inside their skeletal limbs, their heart and soul beats loud and bold
They need a rest to display their best, as winter turns to spring
And slowly sap is rising as their heart and soul stirs from within
Temperatures rise like the sun in the skies; time for the annual Spring Ball
But don’t arrive early Jack Frost may be waiting, ready to spoil it all
Birdsong tweets the arrival of spring, let the celebrations begin
Dressed in their finest and newest attire, hidden from us deep within
Trees that looked dead have now come to life, resplendent in every way
For spring has now sprung, it is time for some fun, on this beautiful sunny day
Spring has arrived and trees have survived, now dressed in their Sunday best
No longer naked without any clothes resplendent and ‘dressed to impress’
written 14th November 2018
Contest: MAY 2019 PREMIER 1 UPTO A MAX OF 14
Sponsor: Brian Strand
7th place in this Premier Contest
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