a little poem I wrote

you should take nothing for granted

because anything can leave

i sit outside and watch a tree

as autumn steals her leaves

because she once was green

her leaves are on the ground

a little kid picks up one and says

‘mom, look what i found!’

they grab a couple rakes

it takes them both a while

the tree, to shed, and them

to turn her leaves into a pile

everything has a purpose

everything matters

but nothing lasts forever

except for what is after

the tree is now bare

there is snow at her roots

the kid and mom are now

in matching colored boots

the tree, once felt pretty

and now she is unsure

her leaves gave life and laughter

she doesn’t have them anymore

the tree begins to age

she begins to feel decay

the once crisp autumn skies

have turned bleak and gray

but nothing lasts forever

and everything is new

the once gray skies, will

in a few months become blue

or in a few days

the future could be never

so the kid and mom use the tree

for warmth, and a bit of shelter

you didn’t last forever

and neither, i guess, will i

i will wait to speak with you

in another life

your birthday was a month ago

you should be twenty two

but now it seems that I will

reach that age instead of you

grief is never right or wrong

grief is never fair

it is a sudden head rush

it tingles in your hair

you can try to avoid it

the feeling still remains

grief, it seems, is permanent

and i guess that is okay

i really miss you Chloe

because now that you are gone

i am reminded of you

in every country song

or in every cow

within their black and white

a part of you still is here,

promising it is alright

i promise to not stop grieving

i will not stop being blue

i will take nothing for granted,

including grieving you