Bare bough shook through bitter year
Bark held loss yet did not fear
Buds returned in blessed round
Blossoms brushed the barren ground
Fruit came late but came complete
Warmth returned to trembling feet
Grief dissolved in nectar’s kiss
Sweetness bloomed from former miss
No regret for seasons gone
Trees forgave the timid dawn
Weather changed but never stole
Roots that held a faithful soul
Failure does not end the tree
Second springs arrive with glee
Hearts that weather drought and break
Grow the sweetest fruit they make