You fought so hard,
held on so long,
your courage a cloak of inspiration.
When your grip came unglued,
you fell in a blaze of glory –
only to be sucked in to subservience,
a minion in Jack Frost’s ranks,
frost-bound,
inclement icicle.
You won’t go down easy –
if warm heart could free you,
you’d walk away from this,
but winter is long and harsh,
and I know you won’t be walking away this time.
Do you hear my cheers –
do you see my salute?
I wave my flag,
hat over heart,
and let my breath freeze
in your honour…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Robbie like.
Robbie monosyllabic – Robbie sick? 🙂
Indeed. How lugubrious.
Well done on both your photo and poem! Lovely!
Blessings ~ Wendy
Thank you Wendy!
I lost my train of thought, on the way through the comments. If I recall it, I’ll be back. Maybe we should offer bread crumbs at the door of our blogs? Later, my friend!
I loved the ending , Melody .. .let my breathe freeze in your honor. God bless you!
Thank you Debbie!
it’s so inspiring to know that the green of the leaf derives its fresh, vivacious appearance because of the sun, the chlorophyll and when Autumn arrives, the true colors of the leaf is still there despite the season.. God is my chlorophyll and yet, He loves my own distinct colors beneath ~Wonderful poetry!
So well said, Deborah! We are encouraged to shine with our brightest and best colours – and our distinction is in our differences! And yet, we need each other to grow – a beautiful picture of the global garden as it was designed to be! Thank you!