Leaf Poem by simon thorpe

Leaves of regret fall off the Autumn tree,
Lying stranded, lost in the earth below,
The colour of life has faded into the morning mist,
Brittle hopes turned to dust before natures watching eye.


Life never truly ends,
It comes to the fork in the road and chooses the next path,
A new journey begins, nurtured by the falling rain,
The tree of life calls out waiting to be dressed.

Frost said leaf subsides to leaf,
It also follows the road back to itself,
Hope is always dressed in hues of gold,
She pulls her coat tight to natures chest.