Poem -

The Sky above it lends a cloud.

In light the leaves are golden with a tinge of amber too
to look at such familiar,
So Beautiful like you

I calved our name infinitive, into the trunk beside falling leaves
And whispered there
A sweet surrender
how love at loss

but as the grounds recall
Our love and moisten
‚Äč‚Äč‚Äč‚Äč‚Äč‚ÄčLeaves of Lifeless fall

The tree it comes with
Higher strength
Withstanding straight
And tall

The sky above it lends a cloud, and calls upon
The gentle rain

Keeping close our love
In memory
And comes to life again.


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