The Silent Breeze

The bones of figures around us

Swaying lightly in the breeze


Yellow takes place of green

Setting up for a new beginning


The home collecting marrow

to survive once again


Brown to grey in the blink of an eye

Nostalgic mistakes creeping in the walls


Like eyes of the coyotes

Prancing for a long awaited meal


Soon comes the end for many

To usher a new start for more

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