The wind
Waltzes gentally through the leaves
kissing each one as it passes by
and then continues it’s endless lonely journy
The wind
Waltzes gentally through the leaves
kissing each one as it passes by
and then continues it’s endless lonely journy
Snowflakes
dance gracefully from a sullen sky
only to fall fataly to a desolate earth
helplessly watching others share their fate.
Ashes fall like tear drops
from the weeping fire
Coating the ground in a
Field of gray snow of sorrow
In rain, those ash of memory
Are turned to mud
And are washed away