In Your Heart
By
Ray Finch
The brittle brown golden leaves falling from the soon to be baron and dormant tree, each one decaying, feeding the far reaching buried roots, so once again it will regrow for another year, becoming vibrant and lush green, a tree that will display all its splendour, a tree which will surely outlast me
A cold breezy early morning as I now sit solitary on the park bench, recalling and reflecting on my memories as another leaf slowly flutters down, a kaleidoscope of long forgotten images swirling around for me to view in my mind, before slowly just like the leaves, fade and decay away
So many of them stirring heart-warming memories that I hold so dear, so many sounds accompanying them that only I can now hear, smiling and frowning as each passing memory provokes a non-verbal response, happy, sad, right or bad, I had no teacher, nobody had ever lived my life before, so each new day and every step became a new experience, so did I do good only you can judge
Now just one solitary leaf remains stubbornly clinging on, knowing soon time will intervene, I close my eyes for the last time knowing I loved those close to me and believing I did my best, then with a gust of wind the leaf departs a sigh escapes my lips as we expire together, the tree also, will one day cease to exist, but me, I will always live in your hearts.