User:CarrieBerg/Intertwining Trees

Two trees lovingly intertwine,

Around each other they do wind,

Forever together their barks do bind,

Into a wooden knot.

In spring one tree flowers white,

The other, deep pink, is not as bright,

The colors compliment each other in the light,

As the flowers bloom.

Summer turns to autumn, you know,

And on the trees, fruit starts to show,

Apples and crab apples together grow,

Until they fall and rot.

The leaves and fruit have gone away,

Cold winds blow as children play,

Still the dark and light bark does stay,

Intertwined in a snowy tomb.