An autumn evening, sky pale blue,
Rivers of gold and brown, priceless,
Red cheeks, icy whispers of winter,
The sun falling, long nights await.
A final leaf falls, blowing side to side,
Children watch, praying,
A warm gust, prayers answered,
A few more minutes before hibernation.
There’ll be goodbyes,no tears,
Knowing nods, until next year,
Friends forever, bound by the eternal sun,
Now it sets, soon it’ll rise again.
The cold bites, the road endless,
A puff of air, a million dreams,
Journeys fueled by teenage fantasies,
A naivety forever lamented, forever bringing a red face.
Trees bare, searching for the sun,
A fox shrieks, cursing the Gods,
White flakes fall, punishment,
Prisoners of time, the only judge.
A speck of green, a rebel,
Life, surviving where there’s no hope,
The snow stops, bound to the clock too,
Clouds parting, bring life anew.
A returning sun, still weak,
Blossom falls, a beautiful death,
Honourable, falling on a sword,
Bringing fresh dreams.
Baby steps, the young emerge,
Still frightened, lest the cold and dark return,
The rising star gives hope,
Warmth, the fox no longer cries.
The nights grow long, endless,
Live forever, the judge forgotten,
The falling leaf a distant memory,
Goodbyes will never need to be said.