The Tree

the nights are colder now
the stars seem much brighter somehow
when the clouds let you peek thru their cover
the days getting a little drearier
as the trees lose their color
and the winds much brisker
won't be long old winter will be here
freezing drizzle and snow
I take a walk thru the woods
find the old stream singing it's song
as it flows slowly over the rocks
there I see the old oak tree looking
so forlorn with its bare branches
wishing spring would return
4 foot off the ground
in the belly of this big old oak
is a carved heart with an arrow
and lettering inside the heart
I run my fingers over the lettering
Glp loves TAS
a tear falls
I wish for spring too

Gomer LePoet ....