As in life... #7 (The Tree)

Andrew Charles Forrest

As In Life... # 7 (The Tree)

 

As summer sighs into autumn

Green leaves meander to beige

Finally a flourish or crimson

As the parks are all set ablaze

 

The wind clears the fall from the benches

An old couple sit holding hands

Survivors of lifes battle trenches

Recounting yesterdays plans

 

He saw in her eyes she was weary

She asked, “You won’t ever leave me alone”?

“You’re not even close, not nearly”

And they shuffled the long path home

 

As autumn decayed into winter

Sucking the colour from life

No autopsy or a disinter

Just alone in the park with no wife

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  • orchidee

    A sensitive write Andrew.

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    Good Evening ANDREW - Angela here. I love all trees and in my experience - they are harbingers of time. Summer to Autumn and then Autumn to Winter. When all the leaves have fallen. Brian & I are getting married in the Spring (April !). But we know that (in 50 years time ?) our Winter will come - and *One of US * will sadly be left alone ! Esta la Vida !

    Love - Peace - Joy to You & Yours
    Blessings in the Spirit ANGELA šŸ’›šŸ’›šŸ’›

  • Goldfinch60

    So meaningful to me at this moment in time Andrew. Wonderful write.

    Andy

  • thisismyidentity

    This is just incredible.
    Iā€™m Awe-struck and overcome with emotion.
    Wonderfully written.
    Thank you.



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