Brown leaves , green leaves and yellow leaves All sorts of leaves fall before my eyes . A gentle breeze carries them gently up . Up to the air and down to the earth again . When this scene I behold From my house's threshold . It makes me smile at the wonder of it all. To be like the leaves that fall . To the grass To the pavement To the ponds To the streams , Everywhere In summer's time or fall . A scene I watch as I silently stand by my window sill . A figure so pensive and still .
Agatha Lai 2002
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