In a bed of brown
Falling on the ground,
A leaf settles down,
It's only me around.
Wind relieves a sound
As death is announced
And peace I have found
When noise is denounced.
I glance to the sky
A thousand leaves have flied
It's hard to say goodbye
My memories have died.
Rain washed them away
I shiver, what 's my choice?
Although the sky is gray
Your voice brings back rejoice...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is really good..glad you wrote. Keep writing.. Mare