The leaves are silver and gold
Dancing in the light of the universe.
When they fall from their parents arms
And fall to the frozen ground of winter
The season turns them colors of the earth
Of warmth and fire.
Their they rest a while
Waiting to continue their work.
Passerbys pick them up to admire their beauty
Place them in the dashboard of their cars
And hang them in the homes.
Their they collect dust and memories
And for a moment they remain forgotten.
When they return to where they once began
And the leaves lay again upon the earth
they think of stories untold.
Secrets hidden in the soil.
Ancient beings, and creatures
that once graced the planet with their warmth.
Though they may seem long gone to naked eyes
They remain in places unseen.
They watch with heavy hearts
And broken eyes
At where we are today.
About the Creator
MRG
Wannabe World Traveler. Food Fanatic. Cupcake Queen. Wishful Thinker.
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