Watching the leave fall from the tree some of them fall
lightly some hard, they are different shades of color, during the Fall season.
And and yet the fall, some fall to the north, some to the
south and some fall on top of each other in the same spot maybe a few minutes in it's almost as if they time the exact time to fall. This process that happens at this time of year is a beautiful thing to watch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem