Are we nothing but leaves now?
Just waiting for the day
When we turn dark in color
And fall from the tree?
Are we to just wait?
Wait to become specks of dust
Just drifting form place to place?
Is or time as blossoms on the branch
Over and done with
Just like that?
If it is.
Help me to say goodbye.

Is it just me or are blogs becoming more and more difficult? I'm beginning to run out of ideas for my postings. I definetly need some inspiration for these things. Anyone want to be my muse and give me strokes of genius? It would be greatly appreciated!