Looking like a trillion butterflies in flight
The autumn leaves swirl endlessly on October winds
Carried away in plumes of yellows and golds
Their host casting them aside like unwanted baggage
They fall from great heights like butterflies wings
Laying to rest upon seasoned friends
They once stood side by side soaking up the sun
But now they rest together
Their job done
And all that is left is their wish to return to the earth
Enriching the ground we walk upon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem for the fall.