That lullaby plays
I sit quietly with my notes
Gazed out the window, I did
And the brilliant blue that was there
before, now faded to a pale grey.
Right before the storm begins.
And the leaves shook a little
Then more violently
Torn from her brothers and sisters
The green teardrop fluttered to the floor.
I watched it.
And at that moment I stood up
Leaving that warm seat
Venturing into some unknown corner.