A yellow leaf broke away from the tree. 

He thought he could live now free.

But it happened a quite different way,

Without a trunk, he could helplessly lay.

 

Laying lonely far from the trunk

He was feeling a little bit drunk.

Even though the others were around,

His happiness was not found.

 

I  wandered on the fallen leaves in the forest,

And the weather looked like the borest.

There was a time when I was young,

Today the best song had already been sung.

 

In no time I became so clever,

The world of illusions disappeared forever.

Only the trees told me about pain in life,

I understood that for all you must strife.

 

The forest taught me to live,

In dearest friends to believe,

Like the leaves that have fallen today,

I have known my way is a nice valley.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska