The leaves gently falling 
from my tree of life
each tells a story
of what was once
        
...
    
        A first woe to the world
who refuses to understand
He is not what they believe
He is the Judge of us all
        
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I thank you for taking the time to read my words. Be blessed Mahdokt)
                    Leaf-Gathering
                    
                    The leaves gently falling 
from my tree of life
each tells a story
of what was once
between us in this 
game called love
seen through the mist of time
each holds a memory dear
of you and I whilst
the sun was near
Softly, so softly
the leaves of memories fall
in the autumn of my life
colourful, beautiful
memories of you
the one that I love
I will bend me down
to gather them all
hold them close
to my heart till 
death us do part
The leaves gently falling 
from my tree of life
each tells a story
of what was once
between us in this 
game called love
seen through the mist of time
each holds a memory dear
of you and I whilst
the sun was near..
                

 
                    