One thing i'll miss, once winter splits
is the bare and naked trees..
For spring has waited, patiently
to dress them up in leaves.
I love to see the shadow of
their trunks against a sunset sky...
(Naked trees are sexy things
but for what i don't know why...)
I love their branches laced in snow
up against a sky of blue...
I love them dressed up in ice
with a bright sun shining through..
Once their dressed, i must confess
they don't do a thing for me
though i do love the spring time buds
that change the scenery..
I love them best, when their dressed
In the beauty Autumn brings..
Still, Naked trees, are defiently
one one my favorite things...
I know that lots of you will say
" she's talking about a friggin tree." .
But do one thing, for me this spring
check out a naked pregant tree
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well a very beautiful picture painted in words a lovely write.....