Poem: Autumn

Autumn

Orange, red and yellow,

As if the artist had painted a sunset

As far as the eyes could see,

Just leaves dancing away in glee

In awe a viewer stared,

At the beauty, these moments held

For an adventure awaits

For those leaves she felt

Photo: Syaza Sophie

The little leaf in sorrow,

Bid its final goodbye

They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree

But it begged and begged

Yet no one heard its plea

Little did it know,

It embodied the whole tree

Once again it shall reunite

With its eternal family