Fall And Rise Poem by Venny Hayde

Trees crumble to the ground,
Leaves cry without a sound,
Animals sigh their last breath,
As the world falls into inevitable death.

Years ago this event had occurred,
And now it has yet to repeat,
Then the future is not so blurred,
But both times it is bleak.

But the fall and rise has not been complete,
The rise half has yet to repeat,
And then we'll see this half's share,
As mother nature repairs.