An Oak Tree

Take a look at the oak trees
In the park standing tall
Like a tower of resilience
Despite the leaves that fall
Stripping them back to their fraught frames
All naked and on display
Like us they dress for the season
It will soon be spring again
But you and I were not designed
To be evergreens I guess
That it’s time to long for April to come
Am I willing to wait here again?
Although I’m hungry and I’m tired
And all the bridges I made
On the way are quickly turning into fires
And as the embers are growing
And no phoenix emerge
I guess another set back is
Another lesson learnt
Let’s strip it back to the bare bones
Though not a matter of choice
There’s still something of worth
In just an acoustic and a voice
As the new shoots start growing
At the start of the year
The tree is ready to deliver
Despite initial years