Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Amber Leaves

By
Time passes by like a train.
So fast, but always with
something to carry.

The seasons come and go.
Uncaring of what they hold,
of the bitter cold,
of the scorching heat,
and everything in between.

But once fall comes,
it is different.

Change.

The leaves turn,
Drop to the earth
like fallen soldiers
on the barren plain.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback