Falling Leaves Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

Falling Leaves



i watched it and isaw
them slowly falling to the ground
as if in slow motion
each at a time as if their date was marked

as i looked, i imagined them
saying their last goodbyes
as they floated in the air like sparrows

from green to yellow
then from something to nothing
they have all become

these are the ones that die without flaw
and never blame it on the sun
i take a look and learn from them: life is the acceptance of fate

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