Twig

Who am I?
I am but a twig
Not a trunk nor a branch
But a twig

I am but a twig full of leaves
Summer’s almost gone
Soon leaves fall down
What’s left behind
Is yet to be found

I am but a twig with withered leaves
Winter has come and gone
And if God is on my side
New leaves and buds will sprout
But soon found out
Flowers rut and fruits not in sight

I am but a twig
Sooner or later will wither
And having done so little
Can’t rest ‘till it gets better

Who am I?
Nothing but a twig
And who are you?
A trunk or a vine or a branch I hope
And not a twig!

doods/14/1/09