I sit and stare at the leaves falling
One by one by one
As if it's some kind of metaphor
For the time we still have left
I feel a heaviness in my heart
When I start to think of you
If the last leaf will start to fall
Will our time together be up as well?
© KH
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I would like to translate this poem
love, love, great love