A SWEET LITTLE PIECE OF WINTER- THE WINTER SPRUCE

I wrote this a

while back for a 

Gardening Group

that I used to belong to

and thought I would share it here.

It looks like

January

to me!

The spruce stands in full glory,
A pretty sight to see.
As daybreak catches glimpses,
Of the snow upon this tree.

He lifts his boughs to Heaven,
To give glory and full praise.
He stands in solid tribute,
To the Maker all his days.

He shelters every bird's nest,
He guards it; standing green.
And he beckons to the bunnies
As they hide & remain unseen.

He will stand there oh-so-proudly,
If we will let him grow.
For he's living just as we are
And this is what I know.

A man with all his knowledge,
Cannot create a tree.
He can only guard & keep it,
For the gift of life is free.

Poem by: Nana Diana©
Picture by: Marilyn/Enchanted Gardens