Gently came down autumn weather,
a leaf fell down as downy feather.
a leaf fell down as downy feather.
Down from twig whence it sprung -
a joyful song it once had sung.
Dewdrops once kissed it's blade,
where it belonged in a shiny glade.
It battered rain, tempest and snow -
it's how life in nature truly flow.
One day it broke from the tall tree,
swirled and twirled it fell down free.
Once silky green, now faded yellow,
mood is a mix of gloom and mellow.
It met it's old friends on the ground,
which in time was eternally bound.
The leaf found new life after death -
gay, silent whispers in every breath.
Prasenjit©2022
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