Solstice
The leaves were just changing colors
when we parted ways
the nights grew much colder
but so did the days
Clear, crisp and clean
all that was new in spring
died with the cold that the autumn could bring.
I walked through the park
as the leaves tumbled down
like silent tear drops
they slipped to the ground
an Autumn rainbow
red, russet and brown
and I walked through them briskly
just to make sound.
As it grew colder
the snow came to stay
and washed all of Autumns colors away
and the silence was deafening as it clung to grey
and the nights even longer
as I clung to day.
My fingers make contact with the cold window pane
just so I'll feel something again
but I like the emptiness winter can bring
and I wait
with much trepedation
for Spring.