The tree stands there tall and proud,

Singing its song aloud

Through the day and throughout the night

Every single season without a plight

 During Spring 

It acts like the king

The leaves begin to regrow,

Recovering from the snow

Through the Summer

It retains a colour

Full of fruits 

That all started from one little shoot

Withering, crisping, the leaves crinkle

When they fall they look like a sprinkle

Autumn is all around us

The tree lets the leaves fall without a fuss

The tree shivers in the cold,

Trying to be bold

Snow settles on its rigid branches and trunk

All the leaves that fell topped with snow- a big chunk!