Sunday, December 7, 2014

Day 23: Blogger's Choice

Fall colors bloom in wizening trees
Crackling carpets the ground
There is no more beautiful death
Than Autumn to be found

Children jump in the sloughed-off skin
Skeletons standing bare
Wave their limbs in the winter wind
And watch them playing there

The only one living, the evergreen
Catches no-one's eye
Until it's time to cut him down
Christmas is drawing nigh

Life grows best in a well-died death
That feeds the life to come
Innocently play out in the Fall
And bring a good death home

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