THE FALLEN LEAVES

The cold wind knocks,

And the dead leaves fall,

One after another,

And the tree stands revealed.

A song of sadness flows,

Through the solitary branches,

Feelings of loss and destitute,

Alas! No leaves to swing and smile.

The season has arrived again,

And solitude reigns all around,

I feel sad,

When I look at the fallen leaves.

The wide green leaves that,

Once adorned the huge tree,

Are now brown, scattered, lifeless,

As they lie beneath the bare tree.

 

[Published in the website ‘iBuzzle’ on 30 May 2013]

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