Fall

Crimson Leaves

& barren trees,

show the signs of dormancy, 

as the daughters of the tree,

silently accept their fate.

As they lay upon the brown bed,

of solitude,

their dying sisters all around them,

feeling alone as well.

As life slips away from them,

they silently pray.

For their children, and grandchildren,

to not accept the same fate.

By Jayda Jane