From hedgerow's roots autumn flits
Firey tongues and berries climb
Seasons start and nearly fit
Among the ivy berries wind
Look through leaves against our wits
Hold onto lives hearts entwined
Clench our teeth, jaws grit
Drink the cup of summer wine
Hold and hope against time
And in the chair a vacuum sits
Where to next,hold the line
How to join those broken bits
Lift our hearts and go again
Truth it lies in dust and dens