The Only Memory Left

All time elapses in on itself
The yellow flowers make way for December roses
Frosting in the snow like perfect moments made in heaven
They don’t tell you the dark secret laced with liquorish poison that lies beneath
Beauty dies when death sweeps it away with the rocky river
Crushing the softened bones of the deceased and erasing all the memories that were left
Creeping dark in shadows praying on the everlasting life of sycamore
Taking away the life inside once that lay living and leaving a trail of withered bodies
Feelings that once were for this creature
Gone
Like the Aurora Borealis shimmering in the night sky
A beauty for anyone to behold
And we feel sorrow the minute its snatched away
Something inside has died
Someone
Has died
You lay flowers by their grave
Say a prayer before you go to bed
Light a candle in the window seal telling their spirit to return home
A yearly process
Like the grass dying for the trees
You know its coming, but they never tell you the suffering price you must pay for a moment of bliss