The end of etymology is official
The sun’s morbid desire
cranes over heavy clouds
Autumn wind sweeps mournful hours
Fallen leaves bury unspoken voice
Gone,
gone,
gone.
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lonely daffodil 
A sad day when words have no meaning anymore. Beautiful writing LD.
Ah, I really loved your comments, LD. It is a sad day when all meaningful words fade away with memories. Thank you!