Amnesia

I dip my brush in autumn's orange hue Paint my yesterdays in amber bright. Before winter's blue can try to subdue The treasure chest of summer's delight. I pirouette on swirls of laughter and tears As I tip-toe through the maze of gold, Greedily grasping at falling souvenirs Life's precious jewels to clutch and hold. I string the ornaments from year to year, Wrap them around my tree of life. Exquisite memories so crystal clear Protected against winter's serrated knife. I stick my tongue out at the pallid moon Scowling down from windswept skies. For summer breezes in the month of June Will expose the frigid moonlit lies. Yesterday's stars from heaven's quilt I pluck Tissue wrap them with infinite care. Not leaving anything to fickle chance or luck For losing these jewels are too much to bear.