|Photo courtesy: Meena Arvind ©2014|
There stood a maple tree, right outside my door.
It adorned our front yard by standing tall,
and concealed our windows by guarding us all.
I used to sit by my table hoping to work,
but there were times when I was lost,
watching my maple's magnificent charm.
Little birds flew by and made it their home.
Some just sat there and chirped all along,
while a few others, pecked at the bark.
I could recognize a few, like, one I was sure
was the American Goldfinch which was all yellow and light.
Then there was this little red bird,
that reminded me of the ones from "angry birds".
I did watch the branches sway gently,
And the leaves waving to the rhythm of the wind.
I could hear the rustles when the wind blew,
Making my mind sway in it's happy sweet tune.
Seasons changed and so did the tree.
Spring looked lovely and fresh,
with green leaves and blooming buds.
Branches looking all ready to hold the new leaves
and welcome new birdies.
Then came the summer rains that lashed the ground,
Watering and washing the green around.
Warm summer evenings called for music from the trees,
Well, I wonder was it the crickets calling for their mates or
Was it the raspy sounds of the katydids?
I was never sure.
But of course, I did know that
it was not the singing pests, cicadas,
for, these began their songs only at twilight.
Months passed and now it is fall,
The season of harvest, pumpkins and all.
The autumn foliage looks bright and nice,
With shades of yellow, red and green.
Sometimes with a dash of orange,
the season looks very bright, yet cold inside.
Withered leaves falling on the ground,
Changing colors and colder eves,
Even when they crumple and descend down,
there is a rhythmic dance to watch it fall.
As I watch my strong maple tree,
shed its leaves, colored and not,
I wonder, how does "it" feel,
with winter approaching fast.
In a few months, it will be all bare,
Or is it, yet standing tall?
© Copyright Meena Arvind 2014.
Watching the beautiful K-town paint itself in lovely colors of Fall and smelling pumpkin spice and watching pumpkin carvings and lovely Halloween costumes, I thought I will try penning something about my favorite maple tree.