Cheap Display

Winter lie: Leaves on the ground
The town is breaking, fractured and cold
An old building commemorated
With the cheap display

Winter park: Limbs on the ground
The wind had picked up; broke with the sound
And old building barely remembered
Houses of wall green

Winter work: From dark to dark
And I am breaking under the time
And old building beyond forgotten
Slumped over like a grave

Winter life: Hardly at all
The cold is breaking; what's left of fall?
An old building commemorated
With the cheap display