Prelude
I did not catch the dying day’s last melting
Nor heard its final sigh as it drifted into the deep blue
It is now lost in the many folds of memory
Partially stark and accurate, partially muffled in fog
And the complete original gone forever
I did not say goodbye
If only time would hesitate
The dew drops to hardened diamonds before the sun
Time to hold on
To feel the softest sand before it fades to cold black
To hear the sparrows last song
But the warm honey melted all away before I knew
So I will greet the next
And know that it too will melt
The golden fall leaves are so beautiful
But I love the green the best
I will look long for the green
And a new day awaits
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