In the summer we were so strong

Inseparable from the vine  

I always thought that we’d belong 

And that you’d always be mine

So I continue on and on 

But winter came in on time 

Is it me or doesn’t this matter 

Maybe it’s a warning Sign!  

 

Torn from the stem we’re disregarded 

Now Different colours shapes and sizes 

We are Battered, bruised & separated 

Like a relationship in tatters 

Years and years, all worn and faded 

Is it me or does it now matter 

I'm all damaged & degraded 

Am I a leaf?