Magpie tale #35

Willow hosts at weekly meme

at http://magpietales.blogspot.com

You will die this Autumn

while the earth breaks forth

in glorious displays of death

or sleep

And the rain will come

as it always does this time of year

as will my tears

carving ridges into my heartbroken

being

And freezing cold will set in

taking the last remnants of beauty away

I brace myself for the frosty nights ahead

when I will taste the bitter cold of your absence

and my joy will be darkened

like the short days of this season

Let it be a cloudy, windy day

when you return

your breath to the Creator

when you leave me like the robins

whose songs I will long to hear

 For  it will already be desolate

winter

in my heart