Fall, leaves, fall by Emily Brontë

[conuly]

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

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Comments

[adafrog]

Good.

I need to draw this poem

[minoanmiss]

in grayscale touched with blue

[wint3rpear]

<3