A Tree Stands Tall

A tree stands tall.
When the wind blows.
As gusts bombard it.
Zephyrs rustle the leaves.
But a tree merely bends.
To accommodate the wind.
A tree does not break
Under the pressure.
It shows resilience
In the face of adversity.
When it's leaves turn
Crimson, tangerine, and gold,
And then begin to fall.
A tree remains.
When harsh winter
Brings cold bitter snow,
A tree does not succumb.
It will wait for it's leaves to return,
For them to bring with them
Bright spring blossoms,
Which will turn into summer fruit.
A tree will wait,
And withstand, survive, and endure.
A tree won't perish,
Before it's time has come.
But until then;
A tree stands tall.