AUTUMN MEMORIES - by Anajo

AUTUMN   MEMORIES  by  Anajo  The rose weeps a tearFor the close of the year.Leaves whisper the turnWhile bonfires burnTheir memories of kinder times.And swallows yearn for warmer climes. Spring hopes are flayedAs bitter winds lashFalse memories.Promises madeBlacken to ash. They shiver and weep,Fearing winter's long sleep.