Season of deaths~
Leaves green befall in grief
From family trees

Swollen eyes~
They mourn for the withered
Twigs in tears

Aggrieved heart~
Trunks stand stoic and bold
Cementing the root

Pensive mood~
I watch, muse and observe
Vicissitudes of life

Seeds of hope~
A new life waits to sprout up
From the decay