let what is dead fall
All those green leaves that now adorn you swaying in the breeze, all of them, one day not too far on your roots will fall yanked from your branches by the cold and crazy wind of an autumn storm and there then you will stand.. lonely and bare looking for all intents and purposes dead until winter takes pity and covers you in ice and snow. But on a warm and brighter day I know, I will notice a brand new leaf growing in you green and shinny with dew, a tinny green dot that will stare at me I don't... Sign in to see full entry.