Leaves Of A Tree

By Anvi Girish

Seasons come and go,

Colors fade and change,

Yet the trees are the same,

Just the leaves are new 

And the colors too.

Each day there is something new, 

Old ones branch out into new,

The shades slowly change,

With the play of time 

And eventually, they fall off.

Yet another grows,

Fulfilling the gap,

It does the justice,

Although, once fallen,

It shall be lost forever. 

By Anvi Girish