Two trees, side by side,
Green is lawn bedside
One lush n laden,
Other dry n barren.
Snowwhite drops of joy,
Dancing with wind ahoy!
Brown dry branches bow,
With cold likely feeling low.
Soon will bear life,
With greens, buds rife.
Both happy to bloom,
When ready not soon.
Joyous anytime ,
Flowing is life in time.
The Critilizers 