Ella Wheeler Wilcox

(5 November 1850 - 30 October 1919 / Johnstown Center / Rock County / Wisconsin)

A Fallen Leaf - Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

A trusting little leaf of green,
A bold audacious frost;
A rendezvous, a kiss or two,
And youth for ever lost.
Ah, me!
The bitter, bitter cost.

A flaunting patch of vivid red,
That quivers in the sun;
A windy gust, a grave of dust,
The little race is run.
Ah, me!
Were that the only one.


Comments about A Fallen Leaf by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

  • Rookie - 261 Points John S (3/23/2015 9:30:00 AM)

    Wow, this poem succinctly sums up romance, growing old, and dying. I wish she would have elaborated on this theme a little bit more. (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,037 Points Walterrean Salley (9/18/2014 5:55:00 AM)

    What a beautiful poem - full of depth. Striking images strategically placed, and used to bring about a superb end. I'm sure I'll be reading this one again. Thanks Ms. Wilcox. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,664 Points Ramesh Rai (12/29/2013 8:38:00 PM)

    loved the emotion expressed through this poem. invite all readers to view my poem 'a fallen leaf'. regards to all readers. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 20, 2003



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