Our disguise has fallen and left us exposed
Bare we stand from the winter cold
Relentlessly over and over with scorn
The storms have left us feeling ragged and torn
Without our cape of beautiful green
Protecting what we wish to remain unseen
Seasons change and storms come and go
Strong we must be so our cover will once again grow
The leaves we safely hide behind for show
Only revealing what we want others to know
S.M.
