Shades of a Maple Tree...

I see my life,

on the branches of you, my maple tree;

At times calm, cladded in green,

at times fiery red, craving to break free.

You don't age, you don't fall,

just stand there, bright and tall;

You let the wind shake you down,

you don't flinch, you don't frown.

The golden summer on your feet,

reminds of the days gone;

The lush green crown on your head,

brings hope of a new dawn.

You carry a thousand secrets,

shared under your shade;

Seasons after seasons,

you watch love grow and fade.

When I see you,

I see ME;

I see my life,

on the branches of you, my maple tree;