If love is still evergreen, a vibrant display,
Though seasons may change, it won't fade away.
Roots run deep and steady, through winter's harsh bite,
Holding strong, a promise, a love taking flight.

Branches, though weathered, reach high to the sun,
Tenderness blossoms, a battle well won.
Memories, like leaves, whisper tales of the past,
But love's vibrant essence will last forever.

New growth emerges, defying the years,
Laughter like springtime, dispelling all fears.
If love is still evergreen, a constant, a friend,
Its beauty endures, until the journey's end.