Waiting For The Fall Poem by cahen thrips
Waiting For The Fall
Every autumn you took a photograph
of the last leaf remaining
on the Japanese cherry outside our window.
Then when it finally fell in a gale
you knew that was an end
or a new beginning of winter.
This season is later than usual:
a leaf refusing to drop
more stubborn than even you.
Today you told me you'll die tomorrow,
likely falling with the final leaf
though the forecast talks of no black winds.
We know the time will soon arrive
when we must all let go
in our different ways.
And I can no longer cling to you
for you must leave me
as the falling of the last leaf.
November 2022
Your poem is as impressive as the story and movie ‘ Last Leaf' in its representation.
Thank you for sharing your grief as the falling of the leaf! TFS
The last leaf is stubborn, unwilling to let go.But ultimately it will fall, because this is life.
I had read the story, 'The Last Leaf 'which was included in our school text book.After many years I am reading your poem that is so amazingly beautiful!
Beautifully inked. Thanks for sharing my dear friend. Enjoyed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 8:09:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful write. Thank you for sharing.