A tree in the spring
is lightly covered with
bright buds and leaves.
The weather is warm
as is our love.
A tree in the summer
is lushly covered with
fruit, flowers, and leaves.
The weather is hot
like the way he makes me feel.
A tree in the autumn
is changing shades and dying
then falling to the ground.
The weather is cool,
we've both gone back to school.
A tree in the winter
is empty, barren and forgotten.
Like me, like our love.
The weather is cold
like he who has left me.
