Take a little moment, just to look
Breezes sway the palm fronds,
Gently runs the brook
Sky and trees grows dim now
Curtains softly blow
An ancient fan is humming
A song from long ago.
Take a little moment,
just a little one.
the day has had its laughter,
with friends and fun
Work for the hands aplenty
and then some play
But evening time is here now
It's here to stay.
But stop for just a minute
And lift your eyes above
The treetops seem to whisper
Of things that might have been.
Take a little moment
And think of him.
Then say a little thank you
for a love that might have been.
The autumn leaves are turning
Just some of them
Between the green and olive
are woven leaves of brown.
My leaf is golden yellow,
With orange ripeness now.
The bud of youth has gently
Received its final bow.
I love my golden moments,
now full of joy.
I glory in the nightfall
Sweeter yet than day.
I'm glad I took a moment
And wrote a line of two
The evening always brings me
The lovely thought of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Between the green and olive are woven leaves of brown', how beautiful.