Cold Love

By Phillip Hennessy

Autumn passing, leaves, a-fallin
Those branches bare, winter calling
The leaves, once green, have all gone brown
And decorate, upon the ground

Leafless trees now stand alone
The shelter of their green, all blown
within the winds of Time, we see
Scattered, almost aimlessly

Each tiny leaf, …a Symbol
Of where they used to grow
All shapes and sizes - colours, too
It’s the Tree of Life, you know

Oh, how Nature, shows us ALL
That when our cover’s Lost
‘Tiz just another Season,
So naked, in the Frost

The Cold, it doesn’t last so long,
A month, or so, at most
The chorus of our winter song
Shall echo, as a ghost

Spring arrives, those shoots appear
The grass shall grow, again
In fields of green, those winter scenes
A puzzle, now explained

For every time, our Love’s grown cold,
Another season has begun
For every tear and leaf that’s fallen,
A Deeper Love shall come.

©At 12:01pm, on November 23, 2008 Phillip Hennessy