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