The emtpy hallways, the lonely corridors <br />Bar the attempt for any thoughts <br />Of future hopes, future dreams, <br />Instead reviving those memories <br />Of a thousand summers, winters, springs, <br />Fallen now like a red, dying leaf <br />From the maple tree outside my window.<br /><br />Jonzo Bandwagoner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaves-8/
