i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold

Jump on the web
From your cozy stead
And surf with elation
This sensation's spread.
Reams upon reams
Of coded lines lit alight,
Together they stream
Bringing all of these
Terrific writes to life.

As we all beam,
Shook to the core
With contemplation,
Let us release our dreams
To be borne by all
Overlooked by salvation.

Thus, I bid ye an axiomatic decree:
"Poetry is life's garden and life is her tree."