Life of a Tree

I sway harshly

In the cold winter day,

Snow showering down violently,

Frosted grass silent and frozen

Waiting for spring,

I hang tight

Stretching into nowhere,

Longing for light

Standing lively and tall,

My colors brightening 

Against blazing heat like a wall,

I’m awaken by the summer air

Into the night,

Surviving the day,

Remaining still

Leaves swirling, I lay