The Tree Poem by Gero Lorna

You're standing there in front of
my classroom window.
I remember seeing you two weeks
ago, full of beautifully colored leaves.
And today you're almost
naked with only a few barely
hanging on. The trees beside you are
swaying in the wind, but you stand firm
and strong.
You remind me of myself going through
changes in life.
The changes are so drastic that I'm barely
hanging on.
The wind is blowing and everything in my
eye sight is swaying, but I stand
firm and strong.