Like a crumbled leaf
She fell.
Losing her color
She cried on.
Unrepairable those damages became.
A complex shape with edges and curves,
Just like the fallen leaf,
She felt the cracks but no one to blame.
The breeze turned into a storm
Piece by piece she fell apart
And when that leaf settled in brownfield with green serene,
Like sunshine and water, he barged in,
Nurturing her back to health.
When he held her close,
Kissing the last wrinkles away,
Her very faded light shone again.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 10:09 AM UTC
Like a crumbled leaf
She fell.
Losing her color
She cried on.
Unrepairable those damages became.
A complex shape with edges and curves,
Just like the fallen leaf,
She felt the cracks but no one to blame.
The breeze turned into a storm
Piece by piece she fell apart
And when that leaf settled in brownfield with green serene,
Like sunshine and water, he barged in,
Nurturing her back to health.
When he held her close,
Kissing the last wrinkles away,
Her very faded light shone again.
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