• In the soft embrace of spring
    A soft voice of cherry blossoms coos
    Lulling, coaxing into a sense
    Of trust, love eternal.

    Summer`s merciless drought
    Withers the leaves that
    Danced so beautifully in the sun
    Turning them ashen and brown
    In its burning glare.

    Like a rose whose petals have fallen away,
    Leaving nothing but thorns,
    The facade of kindness
    Is swept away,
    Floating to the ground
    Like autumn leaves
    To be trampled by
    The feet of the indifferent.

    Delusions discarded
    No longer supported
    By the hands of the deceived.
    Fallen and disregarded
    The leaves begin to decay
    Soon to be covered
    In a veil of winter`s
    Uncaring frost.