I will whisper it
to the autumn leaves
I will tell them why
the trees slumbered in a lullaby
I will reveal to them
how all tears have gone dry
it was when
you promulgated my verdict:
“good bye”
It was still the sunshine’s reign
as I recall like 'twas but yesterday
but before I can brace my self
for that mortal dagger
driven to my chest
the chilling sun
and the freezing moon
started to sing a melancholic tune
Nurtured in the soft breeze’s caress
and nourished in dew
brought forth colors
that are changing in hue
for what seemed the start
of a colorful show
marked the end of the summer glow
what else is there to say
but to let the light leave with the day
and this darkness that had befall
be there to stay while bells they toll
I will whisper its dismal moan
to those in twigs still holding on
oblivious to the truth
that it won’t last for long
I will whisper it
to those caught in midair
as they drift farther and farther away
from their beloved they just left bare
I will whisper it
atop the mounded heap
which to earth
did terminally cede
fool’s show it is indeed
for the varied colors that abound
speaks loudly
of the end
without a sound
