Leaves In The Autumn
They float
Cold
Harsh
Broken
Scattered
Dust in the wind
Ashes from the end of red-hot cigarettes
The leaves
On the trees
In autumn
Colours of red
Oranges
A blue bird pecking among them
Rot
Mould
The smell of a fallen forest
Drenched in sparkling early morning dew
All these things I will never see
