Accepting the death of a withered leaf
Green faded to barren crisp
No gentle floating
Crunch
Decay
Die
!
(22 March 1989)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this one alot. Good imagery. Also the fact of how short and sudden it is but it still paints an amazing picture, great job. Meghan