I am the last autumn leaf on the tree
The others have fallen, leaving me
I watch the seasons come and go
The sun, the rain, the wind, the snow
I wonder why I am still here
When everything else is cold and bare
I feel so lonely and out of place
I long to join the earth's embrace
But then I see a child's face
Looking up at me with awe and grace
He smiles and points and calls me beautiful
He makes me feel so special and hopeful
I realize that I have a purpose
To bring some joy and color to this world
I am the last autumn leaf on the tree
But I am not sad, I am happy
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Eunoia Whispering Echoes
FantasíaShe wrote all her enchanted whispers in the form of poems... Beautifully Stitched Old Tales.... And only she was left alive to recite them... Finally when her last Ember of her pure Soul dies, the true beauty ignites high...Just like a Phoenix from...
