January 14, 2015

Gracie 3 Years Old

Peaceful Sleep Comes

Tree branches are bare as if not to care
Golden leaves lay by the shivering trunk
Nourishes the earth they become a pair
Season passes dead leaves on earth have sunk
Chilly the winds blow on the country road
Wet leaves are heavy lie still in their beds
Nature will take them she’ll carry her load
Grind the fallen till they are golden threads
Snow comes soon a white blanket covers graves
Shelters nature’s gift sleep comes to their site
Season completes her cycle comes and saves
A peaceful sleep comes without any fright
As day ends, the moon will shine in the night
In the morning, there will be a bright light

- Rhoda Galgiani