The falling leaves
the stress now relieve
from the tree of life,
you no longer stay
in the branches all day
you've now drifted
off into the sky
oh so high.
Will we ever meet again?
you who were a men of men
to see you blown away
without even a goodbye to say.
My dear friend
it just too early to end
you left your tree so tall
without it being near fall,
I will remember you forever
the beautiful leaves
now reeves.
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 8:35 PM UTC
The falling leaves
the stress now relieve
from the tree of life,
you no longer stay
in the branches all day
you've now drifted
off into the sky
oh so high.
Will we ever meet again?
you who were a men of men
to see you blown away
without even a goodbye to say.
My dear friend
it just too early to end
you left your tree so tall
without it being near fall,
I will remember you forever
the beautiful leaves
now reeves.
Another poem for Patrick Del Rosario.