Just Waiting

The chlorophyll retreats, its work is done,
Its own life given offering life to others,
Revealing pigments dormant from the beginning,
Shining through the cuticle of the leaf,
Exposing shades of autumn we admire
Yet know they too will fade and disappear 
As the dislocated leaf flutters down,
Falling gently with the beauty of the years.

But future hopes waken with prospects of spring;
Another year of waiting for it to happen,
Expecting a solemn promise to come true;
The start of a life we thought that wasn't there
But celebrated now in the discoveries of birth
Of someone who comes to surprise the world with joy.

November 2018

Photo: Sheffield Park,