all the scattered leaves

all the scattered leaves that fall
tumble in the park;
all of them, like you and me,
barely leave a mark

how the seasons tear us down,
wind blows here, and yon --
all the scattered leaves we are:
here today

and gone

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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