Full Circle Poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann

As I stood staring at the trees
Devoid of color, empty of leaves
I feel a great sadness and depression
Could this be one of lifes' little lessons

To show us at the end of life
Old and withered, full of strife
That in the winter of our years
There is no one to shed a tear

But memories come flooding in
To remind us, that just as life begins
We start out, like the spring, so new
With hopes, dreams and love that's true

We grow, mature, gain knowledge and wisdom
From budding new life, to aged and wizened
We pass through seasons as we pass through time
With joys and hopes, with dreams divine

And again, with the spring, comes knowledge anew
An enlightenment that happens to few
Each year bursts forth with joys abound
That life, like seasons, in a circle come round