Poem about life and death, how as one thing dies, a new one springs forth.
Staring out into the thick night,
Watching silver plumes and
Opalescent moonlight filter into the
She watched as nature took its course;
Snow, sleet, rain, hail;
Leaves budding, vibrant greens withering
Away into dead browns tinged a
She learned of life and death
And the circle of everything.
She memorized cycles and time,
How as one thing died, it grew into
Anxiously she waited to join the cycle,
To experience all elements of life,
Te create new from old.