Like an autumn tree
We wither our leaves falling without remorse
Still we stand
Ready to endure the sharp cold and somber nights 
To withstand and survive in hope the spring will once again renew

Listen for our last song whilst the cold fall wind brushes by one final breath
Let us be at our brightest even in the face of our demise
Let us hold on until we make our final journey 
Let us fall to our final resting place with grace and humility

Lost and buried
Frozen discarded 
Decomposed but not forgotten
For while we live we flourished