Beautiful tree in your autumn gown,
Red, green, yellow and golden brown.
Your tall head crowned with azure skies,
Lifting your limbs to God on high.
Winter comes with breath so cold,
Leaving you stripped, an outline bold.
The soft snow comes with mantle of white,
Covers you o’er the silent night.
South wind comes with soothing caress,
Awakes you from your winter nap,
Brings life to your limbs and a bright new dress.
Summer has made your leaves green,
A shade from the sun, a shelter at night.
Until winter brings her cold again,
You are an oasis to beast and man.
You are a symbol to young and old,
A sentinel of honor through ages untold.