When the Leaves Turned Brown

🍂 When the leaves turned brown Expelled off from the tree And gently it drown Down the sky with a glee. 🍂 The breeze carried it lightly To the farthest town Through the window rested mildly On my notebook when no one is around. 🍂 My trembling hands got a hold of it So brittle yet complex My eyes ascertained it as a poor chit Through the lens of convex. 🍂 Veins jutted out the skin My twin it was Owned only by the bin Perplexed by the cause. 🍂 🍂 @_the_metaphor_of_poetry_ 🍂