Falling Leaves Poem by Daniel Miltz

Falling Leaves



Withered leaves, descending shrewdly
From sturdy old senior tree
High in the midst of peaceful, cool nature
Each and every leaf passing on
Whispering and stirring a calming sound
Of radiant, dry, early day
To this lower world a turning
Its faltering parachute winging
Gently whirling round and round
Dropping to the delicate padded ground

© daniel miltz

Falling Leaves
Sunday, December 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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