The Leaves of Autumn
I sit beneath my window gawking
To the sight of leaves twisting and falling
Dumped, crisp, and on the grass
Gathering together and accumulating a·mass
I hear the sound of the autumn breeze
Sudden countless number of leaves
In my yard, I long to know
The brown, the green, orange, red afterglow
Intermingling with beautiful ray of sunshine
Peeking through the peephole of its treeline
As a cracking wind cuts through the silence
While multiple leaves drift in speedy compliance
Through the day, a gentle glow
Amidst' a wind flow
The leaves outside my window
One by one, they let go
Their branches in the wind overlap
I can’t see, but I hear the stems snap
Over and over the meadow lawn
They drop with a silent slap and be·gone
Soggy and wet, disappearing before me
Naked branches in a cold wind I see
Falling to the earth, one by one
The amazing swirl of the last leaf hung.
Copyright © Daniel Miltz | Year Posted 2016
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