Dark lifeless arms
Reaching out hoping to offer protection
To those who need the shelter
But unable to give the cover
As the white melts away
And the colors start to emerge
That is when the buds appear

Little green leaves
All of them different hues
Unfurling out of their little beds
Bringing life each year
To the no longer alone branches
Tall and small
Bringing new hope
To the little families
Trying to make a new home
Hidden in the shelter of the buds

As the sun goes away
And the leaves start to change
Red, yellow and orange
The wind rustling the branches
As they try once more
But always fail
To hold on to their hope
As it disappears
And wait for the life of next year