This poem was written for someone who recently lost both of their parents within just a few months. It is very difficult to lose either your Mom or Dad, let alone both in a short time. The leaves of the tree represent a covering, protection, security, beauty, and wonder. The word “leave” is used in two different ways in this poem - either as someone or something leaving, or as the leaves of a tree. The summer represents the time of our life when we have our parents, and the wind can blow so suddenly and make the tree barren, a symbol of loss and lack of protection from the elements when they are gone.

Poem by Randy Stahla, copyright 2006.

Summer Leaves

 

The wind took hold of you today

Draped the ground with brown and gray

Green was gone so suddenly

The trees shed summer leaves

 

The summer leaves touched the sky

Glistened brightly in my eye

As through the glen I made my way

Beneath the summer leaves

 

When summer leaves and goes away

Chased by the cold and wet and gray

Green is gone so suddenly

The trees shed summer leaves

 

When people leave and go away

Chased by the cold of death’s dark day

Life is gone so suddenly

Just like when summer leaves

 

I looked up one day and they were gone

My beloved Dad and my Mom

I felt the cold winds hit my face

Just like when summer leaves

 

When summer leaves and goes away

Chased by the cold and wet and gray

Green is gone so suddenly

The trees shed summer leaves

 

The trees so barren could not hide

The sorrow felt as nature cried

As felt it did the cold wind’s bite

As summer days took their flight

 

But then the wind stopped pushing me

And in the sky I could see

Snowflakes gently prodding me

To look up in the trees

 

Snowflakes danced for me that day

In the air they came to play

Laughing and singing as it were

To make a silent stir

 

They mocked the travelers as they ran

To and fro with all their plans

It was as though time stood still

And cars slid down the hills

 

The snow fell everywhere around

And hushed the loud pervasive sounds

Of all the hustle-bustle days

As children with their snow men played

 

The silent white covered every trace

Of open field and empty space

There wasn’t anywhere that you could go

That didn’t greet you with the snow

 

And then I knew that God was there

Just like the snow - He’s everywhere

You can’t have sorrow He does not know

And He covers you like the pure white snow

 

He comes to you when summer leaves

Are blown away off of the trees

He comes to you when summer leaves

And says “Goodbye” to all the trees…

 

- That gave protection and the shade

In days you thought you had it made

When Dad and Mom would never fade

When in the summer days you played

And never thought they would end…

 

But the snowflakes dance and sing to you

And the Ancient of Days is here for you

He will not leave and He is true

No matter where you go

Just like the silent snow…

 

Randy A. Stahla 

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