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I feel for the tree this season
The autumn leavings make me sad.
The tree must be cursing the winds
He doesn’t want his leaves to fall.
Like I sometimes loathe
The changing season
For I don’t want to lose a friend.
I feel sorry for the leaves this season
Their descent makes me sad.
The leaves must be praying
Their would be no rain,
For they’re afraid to fall.
Like I pray the departings
Would be less painful ~
Though I need to set a friend free.
For no matter how the tree keeps its strong grip;
How the leaves keeps on clinging,
And me keeps on holding on ~
I know we need to let go
And accept the changing season.
The tree, the leaves and me
We are sad of the Autumn leavings.
For we don’t want to lose a friend.






Hi, Jecque. Long time no see. Hope you are well. Beautiful poem. So melancholy. I cherish the beauty of this season and the gift the leaves give us as so many of them announce their departing in such dramatic ways. Look forward to their return in the spring.
namaste, Roldan
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