Love is like a maple tree,
in the start the leaves begin to grow and grow
they are so close and held tight
loving every minute spent on that branch together
.. As Autumn begins to arrive
the leaves start to fall and each leaf just waits for their fall
the leaves have hit the cold ground alone
the leaves are gone
and the tree is left bare, fragile and cold without the inspirtational leaves that grew from the branches of that tree
Everything has faded away now,
and
this tree alone,
waits for a new beginning...
