Unapologetic Fragility

We love trees in the spring
Green leaves appearing, flower buds peeking
Birds building nests and singing in the branches.
We enjoy trees in the summer
Luscious crowns providing much needed shade
Rich green colored leaves softly rustling in the summer breeze.
We admire trees in the fall for their beautiful colors, sun bouncing off them.
But the winter is when trees are most vulnerable
With no leaves, no birds, no colors, they are exposed
They cannot hide their uneven trunk, a branch bent or broken by the wind,
weathered bark, holes made by woodpeckers
They show themselves unapologetically, for everyone to see and judge, as they have no choice.
Let us not be harsh in our judgement
It is in the winter that they allow sun to shine through them bringing warmth and light
We can find beauty in their fragility