Falling Leaves
I always feel a little sad
watching dying leaves
tumble to the ground,
each bravely making
the journey alone as
it dances its final dance
until it lands with grace
on the ground, joining
the fallen myriad
Leaves are lucky —
they die fulsome with beauty,
red or yellow or orange,
and the tree always
left lesser
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Nolo Segundo, pen name of retired teacher [America, Japan, Taiwan, Cambodia] L.j Carber, 77, became a published poet in his 8th decade in over 220 literary journals in 18 countries on 4 continents and has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, thrice for Best of the Net. Cyberwit.net has published 3 collections in paperback, the latest titled ‘Soul Songs’.
