Colors Parade As Leaves

Somber meditative leaves fell forgotten, bit by ice Turned red and yellowed down becoming brown Sanguine lingering’s floated on a carefree colder wind Hang stationary on infinity dismissed Separated from trees, becoming dry remnants, morbid Colored crisp corps carried to the forest floor As so many, so much more, never seen above again Frost saw to that Now blended with Fall foliage Undergrowth and underbrush proved to be too much Some leaves finish in solitude’s pile perished No safety in numbers for them Covered over for their own protection Leaves should never see reality as it really is They were created for visual beauty To float forever up and away Moving colors in their own parade