Sunday, January 6, 2008
It isn't too hard,
is it.
I'll wait a while more,
it's 2019 now.
2019 only.
look at the falling snowflies
how tragic, their fleeting lives
look at the withering skies
how wondrous, its colours entice
look at the fading mist
how tranquil, its silent grief
look at the fallen leaves
how resplendent, the beauty beneath
that which
is you
who is away
to my dismay
I'd love to see the snowflies.
8:13 PM; `dead.Y