"Each tree grows alone, murmurs alone, thinks alone."
Willa Cather
American Author
I see you standing there all alone
Standing there with beautiful orange leaves
A stunning picture you are
I saw someone take photos of you last Autumn
This Autumn the unexpected late October snow covered your leaves
It was a big surprise to you
Your leaves started to fall
They tried to cling to you
Last Autumn your leaves hung on longer
Everyone admired your beauty
Your leaves have been steady falling
Walking pass you I heard you murmur
As you stood alone so brave
You wanted to display your beauty a while longer
Your orange leaves are falling on the ground
They lay close all around you
Old Man winter tried to creep in
He must stay away a little longer
He will have his turn
You are still holding on to some of your leaves
One day soon all your leaves will fall.
Your branches will lay bare
Old Man Winter will creep in
As sure as the sun rises and sets
Next Autumn you will grace that same spot
Your beautiful orange leaves
Will welcome Autumn once again
