What happens to naked trees?

Do not worry I hold on,
for you,
I battle this wind
I hold on like a quivering leaf
We will survive this winter
alone
you will not   stand.

mute.

No word.

I must speak
I must speak

Mute.

No word.

What words
do leaves have for barren trees
How do I promise you, Spring
I barely last the autumn
Alone
you will not
stand
I fight but words I no longer have

trees beg to be heard
fear of falling alone
that is all she knows
silences, no words.

silence is worse than death
More tragic than the ax, the timber, and crack.
blown away or raked together
leaves never forget
the trees that give life
No words I have
alone
you are not
I don’t know how to say
a word…