The trees falling crisp brown leaves
Floating down the winding water stream
They vanish slowly in front of my eyes
Behind the shrubs and lonely trees
They are reminder of my vanished dreams
The dreams of life that once glowed
They swept away and soon died
Life marches in front of you like a band
The dreams you built crashes down
Like a castle you built on sand
Vanish and leave inside crying pain
Dreams were like quick flashes
in a panoramic movie screen
Depicting the story of your life
Time has been told the best remedy
The wounded scars will slowly heal
Now you adjust to new realities
And ride safely in vessel of life
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