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Leaves, hope and dreams (Free verse) by aliena

Fallen leaves on the ground Are shooed away by the wind Sliding tumbling they go Down the road, swishing crackling Crunching sounds as they are crushed By footsteps and tires And the low rumbling thunder reverbarating like a distant jet approaching Mourns all things crushed and fallen Leaves, hope and dreams

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1-Apr-04/9:14 AM
Oh yes how beautiful. I often think it's very sad that we indiscriminately tred on dead leaves, crushing all their hopes and dreams. You know it doesn't really matter who does the mourning - everyone has their own interpretation, and opinions are what really matters. Besides, it's profoundly silly either way. Mourning what? Stepping on dead leaves? What in Sodomy were you thinking!? Thanks, -10-




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