Leaves
Emerald green and crisp
rustling with the breeze
When they fall in Autumn
they crunch underfoot
Filling the air
with the aroma of
Spring
and they cover the ground
with the colors of
Fall
Red, Orange, Yellow, and Brown
Leaving the trees
Bare
and when in Spring they return
Once Again
That emerald rustle
Fills
The air
Once again
The words “Once again” stand out, Kally. A hope for the future that will overcome the past … when you become your own person. We wish you much success.
G’ma