The orchard of life has
seen it's final harvest

                                     Dying leaves hang carelessly
                                                 in pale, yellow agony
                                     Rotting apples reminisce on
                                                 their days of vibrant,
                                                 golden youth
                                     Naked trees stare blatantly
                                                  with sad faces into
                                                  the endless oblivion
                                                  of memory

The orchard of life rings with
desperate cries for salvation