A Tree Without Leaves
A tree without leaves
Stands on my front lawn
The birdbath is all frozen over
The grass is all brown
And tread into the ground
How I wish the winter was over
I long for the spring
To hear birdies sing
And to see green sprouts break cover
With rich scents in the air
And the sun in my hair
With my lawn all covered in clover
Stands on my front lawn
The birdbath is all frozen over
The grass is all brown
And tread into the ground
How I wish the winter was over
I long for the spring
To hear birdies sing
And to see green sprouts break cover
With rich scents in the air
And the sun in my hair
With my lawn all covered in clover
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