In Either Case
Sometimes...
amidst the brightness.
And all life's ,
wonderful colours.
There is a leaf ....
that falls from the tree.
Speckled... black, and diseased .
Spurned ,unwanted ,by the rest.
Sometimes.....
There can come....,a blackness.
That blots out the sun.
Be it all but briefly.
But it clouds your heart,
Like in natures cycle.
When love, has run it's,
Course.....
You're done.
Giajl © Jim Love