Quietly, tree bark
Adjusts to the life within
Slowly, life expands

Quietly, tree bark
Adjusts to the life within
Slowly, life expands

Treetop birds, ever on the lookout
Each day begs the question:
Do we stay or do we go?

Just a memory
Of years gone by
Spring’s call cannot
Coax the leaves to appear ever again

Winter’s secrets fade
With Spring’s red dawn
A tree whispers its leaves awake
Others, silent forever

Spring keeps her promise
She returns with her jewels:
Tassels and sunshine
