I write poetry. Here is my contribution.

“Earth Songs”

We are all going the same place

Just at different times. 

The trees are announcing 

The coming of fall today

With a sprinkle of leaves

That no one seems to notice. 

A whisper from them

Hidden in the music of the wind

Their way of telling us 

Change is about to begin.

We are all searching

For love and loyalty.

It’s all amusing

And slightly confusing

That some people

Are crippled before their time 

By self-inflicted maladies

And unrestricted tragedies.

We all want to talk about things 

With people who are gone 

Like with old Uncle Charlie 

Or nice Grandma May. 

We try to imagine 

What they would say.

Here we are a million miles from everything

In a time of insanity and depravity

Listening to the trees 

Sing us their wind songs 

Listening to the birds 

Sing us their nest songs 

Listening to the wind

Sing us their earth songs.