The Fall
The trees shake off their weathered leaves,
Shedding their clothes in preparation for the long sleep to follow.
They are tired from living vibrant and green.
The trees have completed another long day of work,
Having filled the fruit stands of the world with their labor.
Now all they want is peace and solitude for their cold night.
They will stand in the wind,
Their branches shivering,
All the while dreaming of the glorious summer,
And when it has come and is over,
They will don their bed clothes again.
