The Leaves

Autumn is the time of our undoing.

The leaves beneath my feet,
well, they're you when we meet.
As they crunch and decay.
I know you'll go away.

Though you made my heart quiver,
you will make the trees shiver.

How I long for an evergreen.

::::: | Tuesday, Mar 07 2006 at 7:55 AM
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