The Cycle of Change

Its another chilly november morning

Fall has left the house

Due to come back in just under a year

Birds are flying south

Squirrels

In for the winter

The streets less filled with the laughter of children

Winter cometh

Snow

Falling

Freezing rain

On the horizon.

Days of warmth

Of sunshine

Now no more than

Past tense

As the season changes

So does life

Friends you have known

Now no more than distant memories

Christmas

Soon to be here

Gifts given

Pictures taken

To be remembered

As all memories are

But yet we hold them

We cherish them

For someday they too will

Pass by

And life like the weather

The cycle of change continues

-Patrick Daniel Read