RE: Post making contest
11-16-2016, 08:22 PM
Leaves
Every fallen leaf has beauty
With brilliant orange, yellow, red.
But who has time to view the colours
When time and death arrange a bed?
We decay and wait for notice
But will not turn our own heads.
Dresses, and suits, displayed with tact
Our leaves had fallen, and now they're dead.
Every fallen leaf has beauty
With brilliant orange, yellow, red.
But who has time to view the colours
When time and death arrange a bed?
We decay and wait for notice
But will not turn our own heads.
Dresses, and suits, displayed with tact
Our leaves had fallen, and now they're dead.
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