Lament
Silently,
reverently, I walk through the fall leaves
and in each leaf I see a dream
that will never come to be
softly falling to the ground
are my dreams of not so long ago
there is nothing of them to be found
a slight breeze stirs the leaves in the path
stirring up my emotions,
my sorrow, my wrath
and in the rustling of each leaf
another fallen dream
gives birth to grief
there is nowhere left for me to go
nothing left to dream
nothing left to grow
for the ground I till is barren and still
like a garden in fall
the land harsh and shrill
No child will ever grow in my womb
the knowledge does nothing but
deepen my gloom
For a lifelong dream I cry and grieve
as silently, reverently
I walk through the fall leaves.
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