Autumn Leaves Poem by William Kofoed

Men's words grow
and live their season
then dry and fall
to blow upon the wind
across the land
sometimes are found
looked at with wonder
Beautiful to behold
golden and rich
till they fade
and dust blow away

leaves of gold
made of man
words inscribed
bound with rings
passed hand to hand
words are added
studied and loved
carefully crafted
for another day

when words of man
blowing on the wind
fading turning dust
are looked upon
with wonder
treasured and kept
pressed in pages
of a book

words unread
from leaves of gold
truth unknown
beauty unseen
love unknown
that's lasts all time
life's unchanged
souls untouched

words blowing
with the wind
across the hill
till they fade
words of men