Graceful movements of bow
dancing in the afternoon breeze
feeding on the sun's warmth,
you are the forever one
among the family of trees.
I have seen the seasons change
from the green newness of spring
to summer heat and fall ablaze
yet, you do not change a thing.
Your branches still full and alive,
your color a vibrant green,
even in the cold of winter
with you
there is no in between.
Within, you feed on life's waters
just as the others do,
growing in life,
stretching to the sky,
but, they are different than you.
You are spring in summer.
You are summer in fall.
You are fall in winter.
You, my evergreen, are all.
You do not need the colors
to reveal your worth to me,
for, you are always new
in every season
as love should always be.
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