Oct 2014
The trees are burned alive
In the final fight for life
Leaves ignite in passion
And wither away
into dull browns
The ugly carcasses
drop to the cold ground
Trampled
And raked away
In the final fight for life
Leaves ignite in passion
And wither away
into dull browns
The ugly carcasses
drop to the cold ground
Trampled
And raked away
