The Last Fall

Here comes my fall
I twirl and swirl around with merry
And before I touch the ground I remember
That how with every passing season
I felt hues and gays of night and days
With the morning rays that glow my face
I enjoy every phase
When in the summer scorching sun burnt me up
Raindrop tickling down my body healed my pores
And rejuvenated my face.

In the early spring, I found my love
When from a little bud under me
The flower of color red
Woke up and her little hands were spread
Day by day I saw her blossom
With her pain and her laughter
The wind being my partner in protecting her
I covered her up from every danger
Her soft and gentle face shining brightly in summer rays
Struck me with awe gaze

Here I fell leaving her behind
Hoping that she might remember me
And that in her mind our memories may rewind
Here with the end of another autumn
Nature calls for a new love story
Where they both might fall together.

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