showers of beautiful red leaves
cobwebs filled with drops of dew
everything seemed to match
except one little tree
it stood there with leaves of green
waiting till it turned in red

falling snow covered the trees
the whole world turned into white
but the little tree was still green
a family with a sleigh appeared
the little tree proudly wears candles right now

he loved her
the beautiful black-haired girl
with a braid and a hairband of daisies
and like the sky looking eyes

she saw him
the shy poem-writing guy
with the scars on his wrist
and all his flaws on a list

- a.b.