Two bare trees in a forest
Forage of leaves
That left us naked
Ashamed
Half Way Afraid
Your branches reached for mine
Like cold hands cover colder feet
On bitter winter nights
The moon scared you
& you still laid yourself across the night for me
Your back fragile and fidgety
Hard to sit still when you're a moving target
They hate the way you wait for me
They despise the way you wave to me
Every blow of the wind and opportunity to be closer
You ride the breeze so bravely
Not knowing which way it will blow
They don't see the beauty in you now
A marvelous story untold
I have never seen them yet I know the fragrance of your fruit is bold
In all your ripeness is your righteousness
This season is for the harvest
soon you shall reap all you have sown
When autumn comes be proud of just how much you've grown