Waiting for Spring

A tree waiting in winter
its branches bare and damp
having gone through the year
its sticks and twigs lying on the ground
shivering in the cold
in the dark
as it watches and waits for spring to come again.
Feeling isolated and forgotten
it hides in the dark
gazing at people passing
never stopping to look
it gives a cry of longing
but it is whisked away in the wind
as it watches and waits for spring to come again.
Its boughs creaking and groaning
as it peeks out at the world
lonely and depressed
it trys to make it through
the endless chill
as it watches and waits for spring to come again.
But what is this?
the sun winks at it through the clouds
spreading warmth and relief
to the tips of its arms
giving it strength
as it watches and waits for spring to come again.
Ah!
Rejoice!
the sun has come again
the chill and depression has fled
it straightens up and stretches
feeling the buds on its limbs
it sits back and relaxes
for spring has come again.