The Sun had set,
Her eyes were closed.
She dreamt of life,
her love unfolds.
Yet in her eyes,
there rests a tear.
A forlorn smile,
from ear to ear.
She breathes a sigh.
One glance around,
before she falls,
upon the ground.
Amidst the leaves,
into her hand.
She turns the veins,
colored of sand.
Of life, of love,
of joy snuffed out.
Of hopes, of fears...
covered in doubt.
But now she waits,
amidst the leaves-
and stares at tops
of Poplar Trees.
