The Leaf
It sat perched on a Banyan tall
That stood beside a pond,
Which grasped the tree with fingers long
And held the skies beyond;
It dived not in the shallow pool
Nor did it fly away,
It withered slowly on the bough
Upon an autumn's day.
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Copyright © Amar Agarwala | Year Posted 2017
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