Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks December 2014: Winter | Page 7

The Passing of Time
Lauren Griffin
The death of the year, draws ever closer,
Nights grow colder and days get darker,
Forcing us to cherish the hours of light.
The flowers bow their heads to rest,
An imitation of the animals now hidden away,
Desperate to escape the oncoming season.
Children glide along footpaths, shoes turned to skates,
As they embrace the hidden beauty of the icy roads,
Waiting for the first smattering of snow to land.
A grey-scaled world, a layer of white encasing everything,
Hiding the explosion of autumn colour,
And reminding us of another year passed.
A sorrowful conclusion to a magnificent year,
But one we must face with certainty and bravery,
For who knows what the coming year will bring.

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