Naked Limbs.

Nature flaunt's the

shyest bough,

for autumn trees

stand naked now.

Awaiting winter's

harsher cloak,

which to their limbs

shall fall bespoke.

Then every tree

in wedding best,

can stand in pride

now fully dressed.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just written for a bit of fun :-)

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