Look upon the tree branches,
And see the dripping water drops –
That were yesterday's frost.
A birth of green leaves,
In the white of yesterday –
Marks a new tomorrow.
But a mark of today,
For you –
I ask,
What is it?
And see the dripping water drops –
That were yesterday's frost.
A birth of green leaves,
In the white of yesterday –
Marks a new tomorrow.
But a mark of today,
For you –
I ask,
What is it?
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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