Every year
We start out dead
And cold
Then month after month
We come back to life
Renewing ourselves
Every step of the way
And it goes on
Getting better and better
And we truly think it
Will never stop
But soon
We end up having to let go
We change our colors
And fall away from things
We once thought were
Necessary for survival
We fall to the ground
And crumple up
Just to be stepped upon
By other creatures
But slowly
A new year comes around
And we once again
See a new
Shiny light
So we let go of everything
That we once had
Hoping
Praying
That it would get better
(M.B)
