Autumn Oaks

This is a poem about the bond between old friends.

Springtime saplings

grow and change,

becoming vastly different things.

Yet, as the seasons range

from springtime's flowers to winter's snow.

The saplings become grand oaks,

and as they grow,

their roots become hoeks.

In the golden autumn,

they give their leaves.

But the beautiful arumn,

is that their bond will never cleave. 

Author's Note

Any feedback is welcome, I am a novice poet.

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

I live the coraltion you create between friendship and trees. The visual is very effective

[Onlyme]

Picture perfect poem. Filled with beauty, delight and amazing images inside my mind. Wonderful use of words, descriptive and had an air of magic inside it all. Great read.

[Resa]

Absolutely lovely, descriptive writing.
I really enjoyed the read. :)

[Patrick Ramsey]

Lovely, descriptive, good use of rhyming, earthy. Nice power. Keep writing, friend!

[Alexander Dillon]

Thank you very much!