Tauheed Ahmed March 18, 2005
Tags: life , death , passage , sadness
Up in the tree
Touched by the breeze
What must it be
For the last of the leaves
My father and I
Went walking at dawn
He said with a sigh
“My friends are all gone”
That last leaf
Is now one with the sky
Summer is so brief
For leaves to enjoy
Touched by the breeze
What must it be
For the last of the leaves
My father and I
Went walking at dawn
He said with a sigh
“My friends are all gone”
That last leaf
Is now one with the sky
Summer is so brief
For leaves to enjoy
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