A Leaf on the Wind
I scatter and tumble exploring the world
Flying and twirling and swirling up high!
Looking down at the marvelous sights below
And laughing at the endless sky as I go.
But, the crisp autumn days carry a cold familiar breeze
As an icy death lurks in the dark solemn shadows of naked trees.
I look up at the greying sky once more
Remembering my adventures from before.
I smile with reminicisence as I shrivel to my core.
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