When you first occurred to me
You hardly bore any of them…
The winter was hard on you…
The winds couldn’t be any less harsh.
The green was not your way any more…
I could witness
Life dripping down, sucked out, going bust…
But you seemed to be quite untouched
Not weathered by the wavering weather….
Now I am far from being surprised
When you’r clad in green allover again
‘cause your faith unshaken unlike your leaves
Makes me behold your beauty unbeaten.
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