Tree's of hope

is it really hope is what I ponder

People falling into a slope

Disguised as optimism of yonder

The Leaves blighted

deprived of the necessity

The tree still stood

Dispite losing its cover helplessly

It's feet fatigue with fight still showing

The frigid frosty air passes through

As It's breeze is overflowing

While the tree still holds a strong statue

It yearns for it to come

To brighten up the trees future

Unseeing it, the tree stays glum

With it's soul remaining pure

Hours transition into days to weeks

As It lingers hopelessly

It felt dejected as his future looked bleak

Shivering uncontrollably

But one day the sun returned

Showering it with blessings

It sighed with relief

His doubt was now crushed

The bleakness may seem like it's forever

Following you in any endeavor

The storm never lasts however

Because the sun will always appear whenever