Autumn Leaves, A short poetry
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) North American (General)Transcript
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Yeah, Autumn leaves October is coming to an end to leave for starting to fall. I could hear them rustling under my feet As I walked along this lonely boulevard, The sky has turned mellow with the shades of the dying sun. The wind has lost its warmth. Before reaching the hills of cases, I could hear the blue cuckoo setting on a naked tree singing her heart out. For she could see the winter was on the brink of the precipice. I sat on an empty bench thinking all the serenity to shall end. But whenever I walk down this avenue again, it shall always bring me back to the perennial grave of the brittle autumn leave falling upon me on a placid October's Eve. Thank you.