Children fall in rains of December <br />Autumn leaves turn silky and soft <br />They make me think and try to remember <br />What light this world has given and lost <br />Lost are the ones who bleakly dream <br />They decay and rot like September breeze <br />Cool and gentle, it fades its gleam <br />Often a rose loses its thorns in relief <br />With a sigh, they shake off their wings <br />And let go; they strive to be complete <br />Without a conscience they linger <br />Through the forest of the dark and obsolete <br />To find a purpose; we all possess this thirst <br />To break through and grow out of the worst<br /><br />Robert Lawrence<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blind-wanderer-in-a-dark-forest-sonnet-10/
