Dying Embers

The leaves have fallen
baring my empty soul
stripped of the color
that once made me whole

my season has passed
no longer shall I bloom
standing naked in the night
dark feelings of gloom

the rope hangs still
too frigid to swing
pleasant memories shared
of summer and spring

alone and abandoned
I stood my guard
my sap stained tears
hit upon the ground hard

ignored and forgotten
never to leave this place
warming fires and giving breath
to an uncaring human race

I am feeling the blades
tearing through my bark
no more oxygen to give
my world has gone dark

hitting the ground
with a crash and a thump
my legacy remains
in the form of a stump

many will recall
the bliss I gave
as they walk past
my earthen grave.......

I attribute this also to a man who is dying and reflecting on the love he gave his family, in the nursing homes there are many men who never get a visit from their children, see if you can see the comparison, and with that being said, this holiday season take it upon yourself to visit those who have paved the way for your very existence......Tis the season to be jolly, pass it on!

"...I attribute this also to a man who is dying and reflecting on the love he gave his family, in the nursing homes there are many men who never get a visit from their children, see if you can see the comparison, and with that being said, this holiday season take it upon yourself to visit those who have paved the way for your very existence......Tis the season to be jolly, pass it on! ..."

Our forests of elderly people, who scattered their seedlings in order for our future to be better then what they lived, left to wilt and wither alone in the holiday season, breaks my heart...I see it too often in the Nursing home I work in...

Awesome write...

I cannot respond to the place this resides
in my heart, except to say, this is very personal and understood. Thank you

A very touching and moving piece of your Soul here
I have come to fully enjoy your footprints