Seasons of Harmony Pt3
The trees are
depressed
They can't get
dressed
Losing all their
amour
Once a plant of
burning fire
Now has no desire
You could have felt
the warmth
As their innocence
fall freely to the
ground
To be found by
wandering eyes
To make a pile of
happiness
Autumn is here to
make peace with your
misunderstanding's
Forgive you of your
mistakes
The chilling winds
Takes your breath
away
At least we've made
it to another day
Colors start to fade
away
Now your color blind
Preparing for a
harvest
Standing in this
place of time
Do you think your
mine?
Is the death of
nature saddening?
Did it need to pack
a suitcase?
Or does it just know
its time?
Letting the past rot
into the ground
Fuel for even the
littlest of
creatures
Stay inside where
you safe from the
chilling winds
Watch the winds push
the frail leaves
Pushing them away
from home
Scenic view changes
with every blink
Could look out your
window all day
And pray that you'll
see the light
Creep through the
angry clouds
Let the leaves get
recycled back into
the Earth
To be born again
next spring
Copyright © Miya Fontaine | Year Posted 2014
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