I watch the autumn leaves
Falling slowly and silently
On the already soaked floor
The mist will come rolling
And collapse on them in the
Cool morn more and more
Then snow will fall thick
And cover the leaves as a
Cool blanket of soft cotton
Under the load of coolness
Leaves will crumple and die
Can't ever look at the sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice work! Very well penned.....10
Humbled and gratitude.