Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Rearisen

We are some fir trees burned and bare

From fires that came through summertime,

Sad memories that we all share,

Victims of such human caused crime.

But now with winter we have some

Respite and protection to strive

For opportunity welcome

To gain needed strength to survive.

Cloaked in coldness of ice and snow,

We are hopeful of nature's grace

For destiny that we regrow,

Victory in this time and place.

Some fiery light and heat's begun,

But our friend, the rising sun.