Leaves Talking
When the rain comes in the Fall to the trees,
The leaves say to each other, “Oh God, no please!”
The wind picks up and they are reluctantly earthbound.
Then like fallen soldiers, they drop without a sound.
The trees stand naked with their clothes below,
Now the dancing leaves wait for the next wind to blow.
Children will come in to roll in the leaves... to laugh and play.
The leaves will go out in their glory, before Winter rolls in to stay.
Written 9/15/16
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
