Shadowed boughs and coppered leaves
The smell of frost upon the breeze
I sit astride a branch and see
A deeper place beneath the trees
Far from all the sound and fury
Silence reigns with calmest beauty
Hardest choice laid out before me
I want to leave - I'm so sorry.
It's twilight now, the sun's gone down
But still I cannot help but frown
A tear I've shed without a sound
For a friend beneath the ground
Forgive me for I must atone
For leaving you beneath this stone
Such a dreary place and had I known.
I'd never have left you so alone.
Saturday, August 27, 2016
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