Sometimes between the summer and autumn
mist lies thick on the trees
as they turn into shadows on the breeze
Ligoniel leaves begin to fall .
Dust lies like Ligoniel leaves
just kept to be swept away clear
after the snow when the sun shines again
Ligoniel leaves grow greenest of all .
Touched by feet and snow
lie Ligoniel leaves in the autumn
but kissed again by the sweetest summer rain,
life sheds a brand new light on us all .
Ligoniel leaves are lonely looking leaves,
lying and dying alone,
like me and you Ligoniel leaves they decay
Can you hear my call ?
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-09-20 05:21:31
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