"The End of Something so Beautiful"

A gentle breeze,

gliding through the late

October air along the

rough branches of the

tall trees,

making its way to the

burst of reddened

foliage at the end like

signals coursing through

the body.

All life ends at some

point, including that of

something so beautiful.

It takes no time at all

for the unfortunate bit

of bad news to reach its

destination.

The leaves are plucked

from their perch and

they drop ever so

delicately to the ground

where they lay to rest,

momentarily.