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All the brightly
colored Autumn
pictures painted
so gloriously,
with all its drapes
of golden brown,
have now all
faded and gone.
The dead leaves
have all been raked
and carted away,
now the trees stand
stark and bare,
across the far flung
landscape everywhere.
But there is one
rebel tree that stands
out here by us,
that just can't be
bothered by
all that stuff,
of dropping its
leaves in the
hibernation bunk.
It still stands
with somber mien,
and stately trunk,
as though in
solemn prayer,
fully leaved as it
was in Summer.
Only difference now,
its leaves have
all turned brown,
but still defiantly
refusing to leave the
tree and fall down.
This rebel tree
of Autumn,
still wearing its
close fitting garb,
in these December
days of snow
and frost.
All the brightly
colored Autumn
pictures painted
so gloriously,
with all its drapes
of golden brown,
have now all
faded and gone.
The dead leaves
have all been raked
and carted away,
now the trees stand
stark and bare,
across the far flung
landscape everywhere.
But there is one
rebel tree that stands
out here by us,
that just can't be
bothered by
all that stuff,
of dropping its
leaves in the
hibernation bunk.
It still stands
with somber mien,
and stately trunk,
as though in
solemn prayer,
fully leaved as it
was in Summer.
Only difference now,
its leaves have
all turned brown,
but still defiantly
refusing to leave the
tree and fall down.
This rebel tree
of Autumn,
still wearing its
close fitting garb,
in these December
days of snow
and frost.
This work by mysticdave is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
A clear reminder that life surges on even in winter.
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