Here comes the marching band Clad in Brown Marching to the tune of the Wind One behind the other beautifully lined Crossing the street Parading in the intersections Staging in the center Dancing to the music Circling and waltzing Twisting and turning Zigzagging and Rustling Always at this time of the year! Poetlatha
@sreeram,@jskls,@Rith, dear friends thanks for reading my poem and encouraging! At this time of the year, iam always thrilled to drive around,to see the fallen leaves having fun! Parading, dancing, and enjoying the freedom and liberty attained. Muthi vandhal, manam santhoshathil adukindradhu!
@jskls : you are absolutely right! I was talking about the fall leaves and then personified their lives with liberty to Mukthi for them too!
