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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