A Short Poem About Shedding
Finery is fine, but it can be misleading.
You stand there all decked out as if everything is normal.
But underneath I know you are changing.
I look at you resplendent in all your finery, dressed to the nines.
Soon enough you will drop the pretense, and stand there bare to the core.
You think you can fool me, tease me as some humans are paid to do.
Not me! I know what is coming, and you can't fool me.
I have seen you this way and that way before, and I know you have your seasonal dress...and undress.
Even as you shed it all now, I know it will all be back on again when you are done with your cold conservatism.
You and your kind, the other gorgeous trees here in New England's autumn.
© 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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