i saw the flowers fall in a flash.
winter's wind came with a bellowing crash.
i saw the stems bend and buckle,
turning into a heap of grey.
i felt my shoes become so soaked.
wading through wet concrete cracks.
i felt my heart beat so slow,
reminding me "it's time to go."
i heard the children laugh somewhat soft,
amidst the crying trees and their dying leaves.
i heard panic in the parent's voice,
unable to understand there is no choice.
in a moment,
in a blink,
the scene slipped
as though nothing
more than a dream.
when i awoke,
the sounds were all gone.
i sat in silence.
i sat in the rain.
the rain danced and skidded
along the contours of my frame.
now, there is nothing new to know,
this season had it's show.
i saw how lovely, lonely
nature could be.
Jun 4, 2010
Jun 4, 2010 at 9:54 PM UTC
i saw the flowers fall in a flash.
winter's wind came with a bellowing crash.
i saw the stems bend and buckle,
turning into a heap of grey.
i felt my shoes become so soaked.
wading through wet concrete cracks.
i felt my heart beat so slow,
reminding me "it's time to go."
i heard the children laugh somewhat soft,
amidst the crying trees and their dying leaves.
i heard panic in the parent's voice,
unable to understand there is no choice.
in a moment,
in a blink,
the scene slipped
as though nothing
more than a dream.
when i awoke,
the sounds were all gone.
i sat in silence.
i sat in the rain.
the rain danced and skidded
along the contours of my frame.
now, there is nothing new to know,
this season had it's show.
i saw how lovely, lonely
nature could be.
Copyright 2009 by Joshua J. Hutton
