Tall, brown, it stands bare,
branchless – while the other ones
wear their white-trimmed green.
A/N - Every now and then in the woods you see one...a tree that has died, lost its branches through attrition and time, perhaps struck by lightning sometime in the past. They pick up interesting names - snag, widow-maker, and other things. Very visible on a fine winter's day when all its neighboring Ponderosa or fir or other evergreen compatriots are dressed like a Christmas card....The cycle of life goes on.