My soul, a fridgid cold, with the hardening of my heart.
The sun stepped on my porch after many years apart.
It's warm embrace swept through, melting soft with just a touch.
I realized at that moment, that I'd missed the sun so much.
My cart was spilling over; breaking down with heavy load.
A breath of air flowed ore my porch from many moons ago,
to gently lift and carry far, my burden layden season.
It seemed of late I could not breath, now I understand the reason.
Alone but never lonely, just adrift in no man's land,
then my world strolled right up on my porch and took me by the hand.
I asked him why he loved me and he said this without pause,
"God put you here for me to love"............... I love him without cause.
Categories:
layden, lost love, love, miss
Form: Verse
I was born a kelly green
towards the first of the year
I was all shiny and clean
not knowing what I should fear.
I survived the summer heat
only with mere drops of rain
I will never be beat
even with suffering and pain.
As my host was getting older
I turned yellow, orange, and red
The breeze is blowing colder
it is my time, I am near dead.
I spiral with dignity and grace
to the earth layden floor
Once having a face
know no more.
On the dirt ground I lie
I am naked in a pile
Not yet ready to die
I give the kids a smile.
The children count... one, two, three...
They are running towards me
As they jump, they say, “WEEE!”
In the air I fly, I am set free!
I fly through the breeze
like I have never done before
I go through the naked trees
See this again? I will not anymore.
My edges become brown and crisp
I am nibbled on by a deer.
Be not sad and frown.
You will see my offspring in the beginning of next year.
This is it,
here I lie.
Do not fit,
I bid... good-bye.
Categories:
layden, nature,
Form: Rhyme