Falls

Just a little longer 

I wish I could stay

Feeling the hold give

At the wind-blown sway

Age-weary, dry, shivering

Awaiting time to unwrap

For change to come again

When my last grip will snap

Light moves to make room

For heavy clouds to hover

And birds caw to bode

A storm or a shower

I feel drops one by one 

The embrace from the breeze

And sigh with deep emotion

At a farewell so sweet

It’s time, I let go

Held in a cool, soft palm

Gently letting me sink 

Into a floor yet warm

Pitter-patters still

Rains that I have seen

Through rich golden years

And felt on skin once green

Time to rest, all's done

I lie back and think

Of other showers, seasons

Since my very first spring