Winters Branches

As the wind blows through the half barren trees

December sets in with a stiff but gentle ease

The leaves left are blowing
soon they will be going

Trees all bare
I only stare

A sadness settles in my mind
I somehow can’t find

The excitement in a barren tree
That others love to see

A sign the season is now changing
My colorful summer and fall rearranging

There is a Beauty when the snow blankets her
branches
The wind picks up, and the white tree dances

I still cannot muster any smiles
For the winters lasting miles

Spring is waiting behind
so, I patiently wait inline

when the buds begin anew
Winter will be finally through