Honeysuckle leant
Over the broken
Battered fence
An aging
Advertisement sign
Blocked the hole
Where children
Climbed.
Rows of vegatables
Now withered died
Yellowed stalks
That insects climb
The sunshine
Of Summers first kiss
Makes me remember
Reminisce.
Your hair golden
As summer sun
The smile you bore
As love begun
But the cruel Winter
Falling snow
Leaves surrendered
You are no more.