Dead Leaves

Day 17 of the October writing prompt challenge

Dead Leaves

With the summer long gone, the winter was readying herself
In the mean time Dead Leaves were surrounding them
Broken routines were promising new adventures
Of snow and torrential rain, storms and winds with new horizons

Dead leaves scattering themselves over every terrain
Vivid in their colours and in their spirits
Nobody could tell them they were dead because they had never felt more alive
Flying through fields and paths, being played with by children and adults alike

Dead leaves taking the last breathe of warmth and sunshine with them
Promising to come back in the spring with new life and new hopes




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