



you've taken your last gasp
forced by the coldness around
you've fallen and rot you must
as all of us does when our time comes
a cycle of bloom and bust
a turn from gold to dust
like a haunting lullaby that's gone
like a moving melody that ended
for it wasn't meant to last
goodbye dear leaves so prim and lust
hello to another one this year a bunch
but as the wind works and the warmth departs
sadness and only memories are left behind
the smile that i had when i looked up
the awe and the grandeur in my mind
now only remnants of a song that i loved
like footsteps drowned and lost in the sand
erased by the blowing wind, so hard
covered by the suffocating grains...so sad...