Walking on a brisk fall morning,
I noticed the leaves had fallen.
The colors were beautiful,
What a time that nature decided to fall.
Looking out at the sea of leaves,
One tree stood before a tragic eve.
A storm that had blown all the precious leaves,
forced Mother Nature to grieve.
What could one do when all hope was lost.
Later on,
a warm fall evening,
I dare not say,
as I felt my mind was blown away.
I thought, why must the beautiful fall?
I looked up at the tree,
and saw one last leaf that still had yet to fall.
