RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS
Transitions
The tree of life is barren now
The air is crisp and cool
Geese have marked a trail down south
Leaving we poor lonely fools
To gander at the mystery
As it unfolds before our eyes
We marvel at transitions
The changing colors of the sky
We understand as we grow old
The future it foretells
We grow we fade we vanish
We know the story well
The time comes for us to shelter
Under roofs and in the ground
Our lives will close and open to
New sights new scents new sounds
We will have no tears of sorrow
No mourning howls at the moon
We will wonder at the chance
To dance a brand-new tune
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