Shadows moving in the gusty breeze.
Shapes from the limbs of trees.
Eerie when in half light,
Can create, for many a fright.

The world I know
Has come apart.
The one I love,
Has broken my heart.
Not because of intent
But due to disease,
That will not relent,
And leave her be
The way she was,
Full of love, for me.
It's an empty shell
She is starting to be.
The loss I feel,
Can not be described
For her love, you see
has been tossed aside.

I think of you and all others
Be they friend, sister or brothers.
It matters to me, for I know,
The love I have will soon grow,
To one of indifference and of hate,
If we, as humans, choose not to relate
To those whose life we don't see
A need for us to have empathy.

Full Moon
Brightness through trees
Peaceful