2Green sprouts in winter, life still lingers,
Just under the sleepy frost.
An unexpected caress of breeze in summer,
Reminds you what you've lost.
Let the drifting embers guide you.
Let falling leaves rest beside you.
Let the kiss of one last sunset call you home.
B.B.: Stop the Press Challenge for Space. For details, visit Stop the Press on fictionpress. It's a song and I've kinda cheated. The words aren't that great but put to music, I think it's almost close to awesome so I've included a link to a wav clip if you're interested.