Autumn leaves colored
by the sound of lonely thoughts
travelling like Leotigers
in deep waterfalls

searching true forgiveness
for all we ever were
revealing a victorious haze
through witch we see who cares

Winters lack of color
gently overturns
the silent dance of flower buds
t'wards hope and not concerns

then Spring and Summer once again
will let us all behold
our ship sets sail for joyful smiles
not silver, bronze nor gold

with smiling lips we find our hearts
were made to be forgiving
and I can shout and really mean it:
I     LOVE     LIVING!