And the leaves came tumbling down
And The Leaves Came Tumbling Down
And
the leaves came tumbling down into my lap.
The
brunet earth covered with myriads of memories,
Colouring
up my heart with tint of departing recollections.
Departs
the leaves, departs the joy, and departs the room which holds aromas.
In
my lap sat the leaf, reminisces of the intimate folks.
And
the leaves came tumbling down, I framed them inside my withered heart.
Such a beautiful work. I loved how you potrayed autumn through words.
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