Dark cirrus clouds of silver lighting grey, Smoke wearily over a mist covered horizon Shrouding autumns kiss of death dispersed patterns, Leading summers vegetative greens to bronze and wizen. Centered upon a hidden hilltop clearing, Poised stationary on an ancient forest green mound Rests an old oak dressed with times deteriorating weatherment, And a secrets hidden tragedy housed beneath clay earthed ground. Widened strenghtly from years of soiled establishment, The oaks sienna bark branches flourish subtly in the breeze Silently dropping the life of springs abandonment, Plummeting into the endless array of a rusty reds barren sea. Dressed to match with mother natures painted elegance The small boy tugs at a string dangling from the hood of his coat His chocolate lab onlooking inquisitive of his actions Shielding the chilled wind a knots tied at the mid of his throat. Perched below the outgrowth of the oaks forsaken lair The two stand side by side overlooking a granite stone Reflecting back on last Autumns still unforgiven punishment When both learned of caring and the struggles of suffering alone. Quietly brushed aside, the turning memories of a haunted season The young boy lounges against depressions birth so wide His tears plummeting into the endless array of a rusty reds barren sea With a chocolate lab for comfort and a fathers soul resting side by side. Copyright 2002 Amy Marie
Reason for writing:
I'm back everyone.... its been about a year but that's not my fault. Last time I visited visited it said the site had been taken over.
Birth sign: Pisces
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