Alive (to Bean & Me)


Like a tree

That has shed

Its leaves I

Stand naked barren

Ready for winters

Onslaught of snow

And biting cold

Yet I know

That what comes

After is new

Spring full of

Budding blooming life

And those long

Warm summer days

Of shimmying shade

I’m not worried

I’m happy for

I am alive

Always beautifully alive