
trace of autumn
butterfly and bumble bee
lingering
trace of autumn
blossoms resisting
summer’s end
butterfly and bumble bee
hold a secret
the other side
lingering
season closing in
shorter days
soft breeze whistles
golden rays warm my face
life remembered
so much love
mother fed me every day
abundance overflowed
left me plenty
to feed an army
on this muddy path
I walk alone
winter calls me
© Tournesol ’15
Written for Dversepoets – Jisei – Death Poem