Glossy leaves sharp points
Berries bright as blood of life
Joy and pain entwined
Winter tree
His aged fingers beckon me
I walk towards the winter tree
Enticed by pungent earthy coat
Around him fairy dust motes softly float
I watch their dances hoping hard
That one will leave a calling card
A wing of silken glistening gold
A story real that will be told
To children ever more from now
As wide eyed now under under this bough
Am I in canopies of sun
Of dappled light, the only one
In dell of magic with my tree
His splendid wooden ancestry
His claw like fingers reach for mine
And in my hand his leaves entwine
The last few left of this year past
He grips them hard to make them last
But as we know with living things
Their cycles bring the richest things
And to the earth his soft leaves flow
To help his new buds sleep then grow
For now his stately wisdom stands
Like waistcoat on distinguished man
He tells of summers, lovers, fun
Days gone by, and not begun
Days to come and what will be
Under my friend the wise old tree
LW
Glossy leaves, sharp points,
Berries bright as possible of life
Joy and pain entwined .
Happy drawing 🎄
Sea Sparkle and Liz at the Beach Hut xxx
Sea Sparkle 