Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Signs of Fall

dead leaves on the dirt ground lie
shades of browns and yellows,
surrounded by pale grasses that
soon will be tainted brown as well;
fall comes every year unfortunately
as cold replaces warmth and the
earth returns to its state of rebirth
leaving all the memories of what
had been out in the cold to die;
wicked are the cycles as they weave
their way through our lonely lives,
without any cares or concerns that
might prevent their yearly returns;
life abandons itself regularly as it
retraces itself through the months,
destroying that life for another
that will return all to soon again.

23 October 2020

No comments:

Post a Comment