Monday, September 14, 2015

It's starting...

Why do my bones complain,
they should be happy, no more
humidity in the air.
The nights have started to cool down,
the critters of the night don't really
sing anymore.  The fireflies are
gone, it's too cold for them, now
I know why my bones complain,
it's started, the sun is slowly loosing
it's warm power. Oh colors you
decided from one day to another
to just up and change, from rich
dark green, you have now rubbed
the golden color from the sun,
and the moon is putting a drop
of dew on twigs and leaves,
on branches and flowers just to
remind them that soon they
will become fire and then just
drop and die.....

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shhhhhh. just listen