Leaving
The leaves on the trees bluster.
There are no longer hopes I can muster.
I forgot.
When they let my roots rot.
Love got lost in the blustering leaves.
That swirl around and get caught in the eves.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2021
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