A Winter Coat

 

All the tall trees wept

Their leaves upon the ground

Seeming quite unwilling and upset

While undressing themselves to the sound
Of those fast approaching chills

But at last they are stripped

See them shiver and shake

That's the only sign of distress

That we ever see them make

Yes they creak and they groan

To harmonise with the moan

Of the wind as it squeezes past
But now it's winter again

And snows upon them  at last
So they're dressed in white not in shame

 

(c)Rhumour  October 1974