What I see in a Tree

Majestically it stands there

Surveying all it sees

The winter branches barren

Devoid of lush green leaves.

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Yet life is still within it

Just waiting for the spring

When its buds start blooming

And the birds begin to sing

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In summer comes its glory

When it wears a party dress

Of several different colours

Its beauty outshines the rest

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Then autumn comes a-calling

And it starts a slow striptease

The leaves are changing colour

And are dropping in the breeze

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This is the work of nature

Of death and then re-birth

The barren and the beautiful

The treasures from the earth.

This is a poem I wrote some time ago, that I thought would fit the bill perfectly for my understanding of a vignette, the task for today’s Writing 101 course.