院子里被薄雾笼罩着的秋梧桐

                                也许它老了再也没有摇动

                                屋子属于大婆婆的大爷年轻失踪

                                碧绿硕大的叶子坚挺着伸向天空

                                每年梧桐开花了都跑来看粉紫的花容

                                雨天擎着长茎叶子作伞玩耍的孩童

                                做针线的大婆婆小脚腰弯了满脸慈容

                                最后是谁锯了梧桐是谁为大婆婆送终

                                尘封的酸苦孩子们可能永远读不懂

                                沉淀的却是老辈人走远了心中的痛

                                那棵梧桐树默默经历了无数个寒冬

                                只留下一份感动待到来年的花红