One Last Time
I walk alone down the street,
When a dead leaf falls on my feet.
There’s stillness all around,
Not a soul is to be found.
Life was not to forever last,
In this town it went too fast.
I look back at my place,
All dreams and desires let to rest,
Now only the memories bring it to life,
For one last time.
Copyright © Apurva Prabhudesai | Year Posted 2019
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