Autumn Leaving

A poem about autumn from the perspective of a leaf.

Autumn Leaving 

I've led a life of richest green, 
but now my golden days have arrived.
My childhood in spring seems far away.
A chipper bud, eager to finally unfold into splendour.
Simple on my own, but majestic in a group.
Some trials have surpassed my long life of almost 7 months.
Not all my brothers have survived.
Torn away by wind, ripped by rain or picked by a child.
Mother tree in grieving of each. 

The days grow colder now.
Soon mother will go into white mourning.
Our death suits, a bright shade of red.
Some cousins wear orange, some yellow. 
Soon all of us will have fallen to our cold death bed,
soaked from the rain,
stomped on and forgotten. 

(c.c.) 

Author's Note

I really enjoy writing prompts like this one.
Hope you enjoyed the outcome. - Corinne

Reviews

[Misery]

A marvelous elaboration on the life and death of a single leaf.
Creative and unique, dear poet. Thank you for sharing these delightful words.

[Neon]

As the spring comes and goes you've explained the term "Life" .. because it starts and ends as well ... I loved the piece. You've really well captured the childish moments that's already been gone .. it became only a memory of childhood .. An adorable piece i read in a day.. With a cup of a tea with burger... and i really enjoyed this piece with some stuffs. It's a very cool piece. I appreciated your this nice poem. Nice work.

[Aaron the Baron]

I like this. It's kind of sad, but for some reason makes me smile.