Farewell (winter)

I only noticed, 

the grey 

of sky, 

the steel 

of cloud, 

the fractured light, 

in the hours 

that chimed 

and called

upon the

city rooftops, 

their echoes

of time, 

the closing 

of yesterday, 

for the trees 

were silhouetted, 

the woodland,

in knots 

and fists, 

of gales,

of night 

and rages 

of wind,

when she 

simply turned

turned to rain

and fell 

upon the silence 

and softly

sadly, 

just walked

away.

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