moment of mourning

shall I wait until the fall when subtle hue bursts bright upon awilling host when random breeze collects the leaves to dance upon our mother shall memory of laughter caressed by cool crisp air hold me still, until I feel your love so soft and your life now lost you see through crystal lens the birth of winter winds you drink the dew from new strong sprouted seed your halos' light is warm as whispers hiss and swarm I miss you Oh, how I miss you