Trees that sway…

Trees that sway, find a way

to lean left, and then bereft

warmer winters, seldom linger-

then May arrives and mirth dies

now wait for morrow, in anticipation of sorrow

what, where and why? a rebellious wind is nigh

steel your heart, for time’s impertinent art

the rogue tree must sway again or the stars submit to their pain

sway with adumbrated ease, savour the days you can seize.

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