Walking along perfumed pathways, searching for perfect
admissions to literature.
Following avenues into periods of elation, we gathered
leaves of memories, drifting from branches on high.
Languid with yesterday's solemn answers on life and
death, beginning with birth and ending with death's
embrace.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memory-s-leaves/
