sEAsONs
Alone, lived there a leafless dry flower
secluded in a valley of misty dreams,
where love always seemed to glower
on hearts that bled along their seams.
Countless years of callous lonely strife
spent with no bees or dandelion by its side,
the flower still had to live it's pitiful life
whether it was in teary pain or sheer delight.
Along then came season of joy with a leaf
grown by it's side and fallen from no tree.
Caressing, days and nights in joy and grief
they laughed together with a swaying glee.
Bathed, scented in the fresh morning dew
they danced, smiled and sung a lovely tune,
even in a parched season of breathing few
their furtive love was found intricately sewn.
Short, muted sighs with kiss deprived smile
sailed calmly along the dreaded tide of time,
then came the gold chested fall with it's guile
enchanting the valley into it's obdurate twine.
Blew then the sad days of long winter wind
gnawing out their splitting soul as it cried,
with a parting kiss and memories not maimed
the lively leaf departs the flower's lonely side.
