Waiting For Springs Return

I sit and watch the leaves As they dance about in the breeze They seem to move so freely With such grace and ease Slowly they start falling Drifting to the ground Soon all branches will be naked With no leaves to be found The tree stands bare all winter As the stormy months appear No snow here in these parts The falling rain is all we'll hear But when spring returns again Tiny buds will begin to sprout Then shortly thereafter Leaves will appear all about It's the sign that winter Is finally going away From this moment on Sun, will be the order of the day 10-2019/RjH