A Tree
A tree,
In the spring,
Is fragrant
With new growth and tender leaves,
Giving promise of cool shade
When the heat of summer comes,
But remembering still
The beauty of bare branches,
Like black lace,
Against the cold blue winter sky.
A tree,
More than any living thing,
Braves each season in its own beauty,
Welcoming the robin in the spring,
The sparrow in the winter's snow,
Or man in summer's dappled shade,
Each with equal solicitude.
The Writings of Zelda Lorraine Brown Kline
Edited by Owen A. Kline and Michael E. Kline. Assistant Photo Editor David O. Kline
Copyright @1999 The Kline Family Organization, Inc.
First published in the United States of America by The Kline Family Organization, Inc. 4381 West 5375 South Kearns, Utah 84118
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