Disdain

Solemn is the autumn of remembrance Leaves hang and fall like clothes on skeletons Black veils hide faces for the mourning The rain falls through the mist and gloom The freshly dug ground Serves to mark the grave But no outsiders here to see it In the dark of the forest Lie undisturbed And with the passing We are free from your disdain Buried and gone forever And so may you forever rot