of green and yellow

all write on the living

and not much of the dead

on a garden of fully grown

big, gigantic and enormous trees

trees of full green leaves

are what is written about

and on the different flowers

that bloom on these

oh poor souls are those

which were withered

falling off and pushed out

oh poor yellow leaves

and for these old ones

are we to be sad for

thinking of how green they had been

but feeling sad of it getting old now

and to pushed off

from your kith and kins

oh just as you fall

you are blown by the wind

and stepped on but not to worry

since its a condition of all

all fall at times

due to flaws of others

and feel so sad

and eyes so red

sadness fills anger in

and eyes filled with motionless tears

green leaves don't be so proud

and put much on airs

for you have a day

as everything else has

to fall, get pushed, be stamped

and to die finally to get into a bin

everything is nothing

but a cycle

so beware and take care

and be on fears leaves of green