LEAVES

There we found direction the same sanity of the wind
Pure mortality consuming the bended knees,  the same wound heals
I am but the years studied with the light hind
Too creative to generate the bead that sparkles and peels
Where have wrong turn to that right has caused bad
There the same glow that burns and carries foil gold
Live life and let go you'd be seedlings to sad
Fountain pours youth no more therefore grey has now fold
Miseries may tune our songs and reign the same notes
Discombobulated minds in agony, sheltered to pull the words out
The cute one haired to heir the throne surprises crowns
Kingdoms beneath and above the wellness of your very good
There comes time when air blows and comfort the frown
That will be when leaves falls off with no food.