Service

Falling leaves of an old tree,
Cried before kissing the sand,
As it cannot serve the tree further.

Same wind caused fall,
Tried to lift it again towards the sky.

Grazing cattle's waited for leaves to eat.
Weeping leaf heaved sigh of relief,
As it could become the cattle feed,
Rather than getting decayed in the sand.

Hanging leaves on branches,
Mourned in deep sorrow,
Praising departed friends.
Chirping birds on branches
Sung sad songs in solitude.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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