Yellow Haze

Seasons in a yellow haze,
Mysteries unfolding,
Loving nights and glowing days,
Happening and holding,

Everything he’d wanted, ever,
Melodies and gladness,
Seasons in a yellow haze,
Happy in the madness.

Harvested and forested,
Golden in his seeking,
Loving much, but caring more,
Knowing without speaking,

Saved for winter, kept in store,
Banking on the morrow,
Harvested and forested,
Safe from wear and sorrow.

Seasons in a yellow haze,
Finally, an ending:
Holding on is all he’s known
Now there is no bending

Cabin sits as ere it did
Though the past is fading
Seasons in a yellow haze
Gradually

Abating

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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