Another Year Down

For every snowflake that fell,

It’s time for the summer again.

First the seas must swell,

All the ground must drown.

 

Then the sun can come and dry it out.

Just so it can overwhelm,

Dehydrate the ground,

 

Turn all the leafs brown.

Homes will not be as easy to sell.

Faces will begin to frown.

Soon another year is down.

 

I place the opposite in some doubt.

Of course the fates are at the helm.

All when death litters the land,

Will another year be done.

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

This is a depressing piece about the passage of time. Time passing depresses me when I feel I have done little to better myself or have done little to make things better for those in my life.

[J. Viands]

I apologize for depressing you I think it was just looking at a destruction breeding creation type thing