Casey A Geiger (102080 / Dover Foxcroft ME)
A wisper from a tree to sooth,
A mellow dramatic kind of mood,
Came casually from beneath the bark,
Singing lights of stars within the dark,
Forget the air that clouds your breath,
So sweet and fair to bare us death,
Wimper and wilt each leaf to a brown,
To find final rest upon frozen ground,
One life by one life they slowly drift down,
Listen more closely, you may hear their sound,
So sad it is, so sad it weeps,
As another sorrow sleeps,
It's sad to know life is so much more,
Than most of the things 'we'd' all die for.
And still it goes on.
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