Leaves

Twin Leaves upon an oaken branch,
enjoying autumns final breeze.
The sun sets it's last rays upon them,
and the knowledge of the end is seen.

The winds warmth dissipates,
and the chill of winter begins.
And so it is with natures call,
that one leaf begins to fall.

Alone it drifts off to the east,
it's fate unknown, it's sorrow shown.
Glistening yellow with amber gold,
waiting for a love once known.