September 24, 2014

fall

 
Shadows of evening come,
 A single leaf glides on the breeze.
 Branches tremble, 
The leaves fall. 
Fall is relentless,
Yet beautiful.
A season of color,
Marked by wind and burning fire. Shadows return,
Branches still tremble.
Fall is relentless,
Yet it is beautiful.

Run

Run, run always run, all the time till I'm done. Run, you believe done, life must run. run, run my dear son your life is near to shine I...