SnapShot

I am a walnut tree
Adorned in a yellow raincoat.
Eyes wide open,Rain drops dancing—
Dancing in autumn colors.
Watching my beauty fade,

I shiver.

Now leaves on the ground.
A lonely bird flits
From one tree to the next.

Calling . . .

Catching me off guard.
Rekindling forgotten passion.

For a moment warmth returns.
I whirl in a new green skirt.
Ignoring the thick carpet

The clock ticks on,
And the warmth is leaving.

I shiver.

My arms surround me,
Bare tree limbs in the wind.