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Warmth and Light Bid Thee Adieu

Beyond tomorrow and the moments that make up the now,

sunlight slips away into the grasps of lengthening shadows

No clawing nails, harrowing up parallel paths in the dirt,

soldiers of winter step in cadences fit for funerals

trails of crumbled canopy crowns once green, now brittle

lead the way, fertilizer for the future.

Crunching crystalized dew snaps the attention

of gatherers, harvesters, and panicked daydreamers alike

Sleep away. Sleep away. Sleep away sorrows and disappointing yields

from fields now barren, a sterile and impotent womb as wide as the horizon

nothing preserved, nothing to persevere.

The solstice of summer, a waning memory.

-LHayes