These trees are friends
They reach across to touch
Each other, they
Are rooted by longevity
And soulfully they pay
Respects clearly together
In this sweepingly beautiful scene
With the Winter sun apparent
It is somewhere we have been
Followed a cart to market
Laden with chestnuts brown
Its rusty wheels a scraping
All the way to town
Full of colourful kisses
On a truly romantic day
When winter and the solstice
Create this fine display.