A yearly dance amidst frosty sheathes

A changing season and fading greens

I follow forward my heart and want

A trail of change and timeless taunt


Watching solemn as they fade and fall

Upon the ground like memories all

Scattered bout lowly, the lost and dying

Beautiful internment, breathless sighing


Crisping sounds as they whisper together

Following a dance as if each were tethered

Cacophony shifts and twirling hustle

Within passing winds in fading tussle


Saying goodbye, each another season

I look forward to a springtime breeze in

When leaves freshly sprout and grow green in masses

And dreams birth brightly, as winter passes


*Originally published 2016