A trusting little leaf of green,
A bold audacious frost;
A rendezvous, a kiss or two,
And youth for ever lost.
Ah, me!
The bitter, bitter cost.
A flaunting patch of vivid red,
That quivers in the sun;
A windy gust, a grave of dust,
The little race is run.
Ah, me!
Were that the only one.
A Fallen Leaf
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Poem topics: green, kiss, lost, red, sun, frost, bold, grave, dust, patch, youth, bitter, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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