Sunday, November 15, 2015

A Walk in Fall

And shall I die
And leave this world?
And pass away?
(I walk on leaves,
The woods pass by)
And shall I pass
From here to where?
(Leaves fall from trees
That used to wear
Green garments now discarded)
And shall I someday see?
This world and I have parted.

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