There's no leaves on the tree
how sad, its winter
the dark blue sky dims the mood
as it starts to rain the roots sink
into its sorrowful tears
as I walk off into the distance 
I hear a bird chirp for its mother 
I take one last look, it's a plover
as I smile and turn back around 
I discover another plover 
searching for its mother
in the cloud cover
next to the leafless tree