sometimesihatemycat

A falling moth kissed my face on the mirror
His autumn wings carried heavy the season
Dying as the sun fades
Oh so short are his days
I let him have all my light for that reason

-a.r.

Painting by Amy Judd

~ by April on October 18, 2015.

Posted in Death, Humanity, Identity, Loss, Nature, Poetry
Tags: Autumn, Dark, Fall, grief, Light, Moth, Nature, Poety, SAD, Sadness, Winter