Flowery Season Poem by Jay Lude

Mother sun glides through the sky
Traveling mile after mile
Bringing the quiet earth to life
With her golden rays of a smile
Clouds gathering like a family
Crying fierce tears every now and then
And before I even know it
My life will come to an end
Cause soon the world will grow cold
The wind will be granted a sound
And with its giant muscles
Will yank me from the ground
I’ll watch my siblings slowly die
There is nothing I can do
To stop this monster called Autumn
Who killed my parents too
My creator the sun struggles
In a game of hiding seek
The clouds are buff this time of year
And he is way too weak
Life is sucked from the earth
And leaves fall to the ground
They are not green any more
Instead yellow and brown
I know I don’t have long to live
The end is inching near
Cause when Autumn is finished up
Winter will be here
The sun will rarely come out to play
It just gives the world a glow
And at that time my heart will stop
From the bullets made of snow
I do not get a funeral
And I do not die with ease
The only life left to see me
Will be the naked trees
And then the dirt will eat me
So it can still survive
I’ll try to plant my eggs there
And they will come alive
Some of them won’t make it
Surviving is a tough thing
But those who will be born
Will awake to birds that sing
The trees are naked no more
They are blanketed in green
And the sun will break through the clouds
And regain her throne as queen
The new grown grass will tickle my kids
And give them love and care
They get to watch them all grow up
It really isn’t fair
People live to one hundred
I don't make it to one
By time my childs born
My life's already done