THE TREE OUTSIDE MY WINDOW

My tree!
Are you turning golden
For me?
Your leaves tremble
On the sky
Your branches stretch
Up high.
Oh! My tree.

By slow degree,
You’ll lose the green
For a time unseen.
Beauty’s escape
Will show the black
Shape
Of winter’s boughs,
As if you’d taken vows.
Oh! My tree!

The tips of gold
Warn of oncoming cold
Will I see
You reclothed
As if betrothed
To emerald Spring
Let it be
My tree!

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