Autumn Leaves

Dr Abe V Rotor

Autumn Leaves, acrylic AVR 2005

It's a song, each note a leaf falling from a tree,
each pause, silence as it hangs on some levee;
it's imagery whispering in soliloquy
with a hammock below in cantabile.

Softly the breeze comes blowing, cool and free,
picking leaf after leaf from the sturdy tree;
each an event of the tree's long history,
and the youth in me, in sweet memory. ~

Living with Nature, AVR