Bare Trees

BARE TREES
The beauty of bare trees right before
the sun comes back
Love just before it consummates in
a full blown relationship
A man right before he passes on what
he knows to the next generation
Poems written by an unknown author
who questions his worth right before the
public recognizes what he’s written
Ah, the value of everything right before
the masses catch on and drive the price up; a
Van Gogh worth millions when he could sell
nothing all the time he painted and lived
Bare trees naked silently awaiting
spring and bursting to green wondrous life