Brown veins reach toward a sky we call blue
Not wearing her summer dress
She seems to bare a scarier appearance
Not ashamed of her nude presentation
She knows winters do not last.
At night when few are willing to look
She dresses in wishes,
Engagement rings twinkle on the betrothed
Many pass her, outstanding as she is,
they pass without a glance.
She stays standing
knowing spring will come
seeking fruit and shade.
they might see her dancing in that summer dress
so too autumn will come and they will fall away
as her leaves
she will be left, maybe even forgotten
for another winter, she does not anger nor judge
that’s the beauty of being you in all seasons