Last Autumn

Done as a school assignment.

You can see all the leaves from last autumn around

Wrinkled and dying, laid flat on the ground

The life is now fading from each withered face

But they hold on tight as they cling to this place

The leaves from last autumn have something to say

They tell us a story from back in their day

The tree was much younger and shorter back then

They knew they would fall but they didn't know when

The leaves from last autumn are mostly ignored

The green leaves, still youthful, are restless and bored

The imminent winter is coming on fast

For the leaves from last autumn, it will be their last

The leaves from last autumn that fell from their trees

Wrinkled and dead, they were caught by the breeze

We call out to them but they're too far away

And I can't help but think that we'll see them someday

I can't help but think that we'll be them someday

Author's Note

I kind of like how this one turned out.