FALL

the autumn leaf has fallen
from glory
gone is the green, 
naivity..
tacking down in drifts
from the apex of the tree
all that is golden in the world
is treasure beneath our feet
sometimes our hearts may fall
from glory
gone is the green
naivity
and we tack down in drifts
from the apex of hope
and all that is good in the world
is the treasure in our hearts
for all that we are returns home.