Red are the leaves falling down
Green are the ones that hold on
Still full of life, and nourished by
the last rays of the sun
Oblivion, so unaware
of the change that’s gonna come
Red are the leaves falling down
Green are the ones that hold on
Looking strong, but so afraid
of the world beyond that tree
While the red ones fly, astonished by
all they’ve never seen
Whirling winds
and sudden spins
Take them where they’ve never been
It happens fast
and undebated
Without a destination stated
After a life
of travelling, unravelling
they find their final spot
In the sand
among their friends
Waiting on the rot
Nourishing the grounds
for yet another round
Red are the leaves falling down
Green are the ones that hold on
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