Represents Of The Dying Leaves Poem by eve Taylor

Represents Of The Dying Leaves



Quietly,

in the silence,

of the cold late night,

I see trees almost bare,

dying leaves,

still hanging on,

despite,

the lateness,

of the autumn's fall,

I wonder why,

they still cling,

desperation maybe,

possibly familiarity,

likely not,

maybe in nature's way,

they are simply,

afraid to rot.

Monday, October 22, 2018
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