Autumn Grave

Memories fading,

The future- my past,

Here shall I sleep

Well rested at last.

My soul to wander,

Alone, and at peace,

Through autumn evenings,

Past fading trees.

My tall oaken friends

Shed leaves, as if tears,

Barren in grief

When autumn fog clears.

The trees surround me

And vow to protect,

Against the heartache

Of life and regret.

Autumn lullabies,

They're singing at last,

Life fades with the trees

And drifts to the past.