The birds have <br />Fled and nestlings <br />Flown away <br />No company and <br />All alone am I. <br /> <br />I stand here <br />With all my beauty gone <br />Uncovered, naked <br />Facing winter's <br />Cold. <br /> <br />New strength <br />I draw from deep within <br />My roots <br />Till winter goes <br /> <br />Then I'll again <br />Be dressed in fairest green. <br />My leaves will grow <br />and flowers will bloom again. <br /> <br />The weaver birds <br />Will come and make their home <br />Till fledglings fly once more <br />To warmer clime. <br /> <br />And I another <br />winter sleep will take <br />resting alone <br />no leaves, no birds<br /><br />Mary Mc Creath<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-leaves-no-birds/
