Dead Leaves

Dead leaves fell like tears from a tree

Each leaf fell victim to grief

Abandoned by it’s furry beasts

Pity made them stay, burden made them leave.

When the dead leaves fell no more

The branches weren’t burdened at all

But still no sight of the beasts return

They found a Haven beneath a bush.

Beyond that bush some shadows dwellt

They danced with glee when the dead leaves fell.

Each branch so strong was suddenly bare

Trying to resist and almost failed

Grief had not touched them, such a relief

Instead the branches fell victim to embarrassment

Bending, bowing, tilting over

The weight of the world fell on this tree’s shoulders

Still abandoned, leaves blowing in the wind