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