I keep shedding leaves though I don't want to lose them,
If it would be between me n leaves,I would definitely choose them,
They are the ones who adorn me and make me exist,
Nothing else... I m missing them and that is the gist.
They were turning yellow preparing to wither and lose there form,
I knew they needed me then but that was tha general norm.
It was that trying autumn which made them fall at my feet,
They were being crushed thereafter by strangers on the street.
Came tha springs after and beauty started flowering on me,
Those light crisp pours He started showering on me.
The pours did'nt wet me well as did my leaves' tears,
When they sob in pain,damned are my ears.
New leaves given to me are waiting to be looked after,
I give old and get new,this is a consistent barter.
My dear leaves I can't even bend to hug you and hold your hands,
Because I signify strong character that in all weathers strongly stands!!!