I was sitting in the back yard in the shade of an Oak tree when a thought occurred to me. Relationships like life seem to follow the seasons of the year. Here is what came from that thought...
A single solitary shoot of joy pierces,
the cold, damp ground.
As rain pours,
upon the new life.
Sunlight illuminates and warms,
and growth occurs.
The warm winds caress,
the young while the days become longer.
Time seems to stop as,
summer marches on.
In it's happiness,
life is vibrant and loving.
All the while the sun moves,
into the next season.
and the leaves as well as our hearts,
begin to fall.
Soon the emptiness,
is all we know.
The cold wind blows,
upon the barren shell.
Where life once was full and joyous,
The memories are all that keep us.
As we see the movement of time,
and peer into our imminent demise.
RDM
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