and so,
here is yet one more leaf
fading away
*
decaying leaves—
soon there will be nothing left
to blow away
In Autumn, as the year slowly comes to an end, Nature decides to decorate itself with endless color—reds, yellows, orange, gold. Countless leaves falling down from trees. They seem so alive. When the winds of Winter blow in, what will I write about then….the whiteness of falling snow? I hope it snows, but not over-the-top!
