This Is The Autumn Of Our Hearts
(Goodbye Tata)
This is the autumn of our hearts.
The gentle slipping
of the leaves, the letting go of trees
to a ground tilled 27 years and more.
The turning over; agitation
of minds, succouring of conscience,
the soil is now ready to receive.
This son has set. It is for
other suns to rise.
Befitting and Poignant
This has given me goosebumps.
Well-articulated, despite your feeling that you cannot articulate adequately. 🙁
Saals 🙁