Our life is a mere reflection of time and space
At any moment our time goes out as the candle flickers
Then the angel of death blows it out then we depart
Our rosy merry go round is not so cozy any more
We are circle with memories that drives us in to madness of grief
Liar, liar comes to my mind when they ask you how you feel
In there daily plight of life they fear the unknown
Shunning our thoughts, they say to go on
There no manual to tell one how to go on
The world resembles a up side down fruit cake
It is very hard and dry not too many people like it
The fading traditions of life, makes so many empty places
The flowers died a gently death for winter quake is here
Green leaves now faded into golds,yellow, and oranges
The scatter leaves have a job to do
Protects our mother earth and her off spring
That live in her womb, waiting to give birth
Creation cycle comes when it wants to come
We can not control the events of weather
We adjust and live with it
Even if we do not like it
We dawn a smile frozen on our face
Telling the word postie lies
Once I thought, I had a partnership
Some one to share many adventures with
Now I am a lone naked tree waving to the wind
Wind makes my roots go deeper into the ground
Now my barren winter freeze has set in for the year
The coldness seem almost so unbearable
Time seems to march on to it own tune
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Comments
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nice
nicely set and left to personal interpretation
the best kinda reads i believe, unfortunately it was too long for the contest, thanks for the lovely read though

