Written in July 14, 2016
Spring the leaf is born
And summer the leaf has grown
Then when autumn has arrived
The golden leaves
Will whisper
Good bye
To the branches
That once form
Part of the tree
Silently the leaf will collapse
On the ground
With no sound
Kneeling down
It will lay down till
They become dust
Meanwhile the wild
Breeze
Blows
The sentimental memories
The shadows of the wind
Will make the leaves that lay down in the ground
Speak to the shadows
Of the remains
Of the presence
Till it slowly
And lonely fade away........
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
Written in July 14, 2016
Spring the leaf is born
And summer the leaf has grown
Then when autumn has arrived
The golden leaves
Will whisper
Good bye
To the branches
That once form
Part of the tree
Silently the leaf will collapse
On the ground
With no sound
Kneeling down
It will lay down till
They become dust
Meanwhile the wild
Breeze
Blows
The sentimental memories
The shadows of the wind
Will make the leaves that lay down in the ground
Speak to the shadows
Of the remains
Of the presence
Till it slowly
And lonely fade away........
