TO AND FROM MY LATE PARENTS said the leaves to the trees

In the summer
I coveted and covered thee, mon arbor, mon amour
And now I am gone
And miss you so much in this deathly winter
As I lie and grieve for you in my grave
Now, I can only cover and covet your shadow
To try and renew and relive our love
With a hope to keep our memories warm
Mon mieu, Mon arbor, Mon amour.

January 30 2017 – 205