The Last Leaf

Last yellow leaf on Oldesong tree
that looks over the valleyside,
sways golden in the sunset wind
like a silent sigh that echoes
like soft, fading laughter
ringing through the hollow sky.
Last yellow leaf on Oldesong tree
gazes at the half-moon like a question.

T. E. Pyrus

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