Leaves
Leaves Fall Everyday
But know one seems to notice.
Maybe leaves have been forgotten.
Since they are so common.
Leaves are just like people.
They change everyday.
Not just there color but even there shape.
But somehow they loose there purpose.
A little at a time.
Just like people loose there minds.
Soon leaves get forgotten.
They crumble up as we pass on by.
Just like some people who crumble before our eyes.
Copyright © Briennah Reed | Year Posted 2016
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