• Original Poetry • Fallen Leaves •
560 views · Published 29 October 2018 · 0:29 · Indexed 1 October 2026
Channel: Lisa Does Videos · 2018 · People & Blogs
Original Poem by BeyondBracelets As nights become colder, the leaves begin to fall, fluttering to the ground. As I walk to my mailbox in the crisp morning light, they make a crunching sound. Letters from loved ones have arrived today, wishing me well from far away. Admiring the beauty around me as I walk back down the drive, I look up and just thank God that I'm alive. Little things, joys untold, will give me great happiness, until the day I've grown old.
