Waiting For The Time

• Amanda Yang, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2019

Time marches by
As nothing lasts forever
If only it was lie
I would chose to stay here for another
I change because of it
And I lose the things that support me
There is no helpful benefit
If only the seasons could see
Now I am bare,
Standing tall naked
And so people stare
While they stated
As the brutally icy days past
My leaves start to grow fast
Days brighten up
So there is no more need for warm coffee cups.