Season by season

You slowly begin to change.

Your bark becomes rougher

Your leaves, brighter.

From lush green to sunny yellow

To fiery red and mango orange

All clash from one another.

There’s no sight more beautiful than your own,

Even in your nakedness!

You view yourself as dead;

Shy, like Adam and Eve themselves.

But upon winter you are

simply cleansed from all sin

and reborn to all things new.

You are the circle of life,

A reminder of our time.

So show us your bright greens!

Wear proudly your vibrant colors!

Stretch tall showing every little piece of you!

For you, oh tree, are looked upon

With Joy!