Green fades to yellow,
Fresh dries to brittle.
Stand among the grasses,
Let the sun bleach your hair.
Brown weakens to grey,
Newborns lose their dew.
Close your eyes to the glare,
See memories of rain.
White opens up to blue,
Life goes to seed.
Wave your hand through the humid,
Remember the voice that woke you.
Rainbows retreat to yesterday,
Fruits tumble from their trees.
Put your hands in your pockets,
Leave it all to unfold.
~~in memory of Anthony and Luca
