Dry brown leaves
Once on the trees,
Slightly dancing
By a wave of breeze.
While softly falling
Into the arms
Of the wet lands
With dying charms.
And as they flutter
Into the air,
They sway g
A broad smile
On the face,
A hand resting
On her valley waist.
Head slightly tilted
Towards the shoulder,
A cute face
With a heart bolder.
Almond eyes
With dark brown coffee drops,
A black
