The Tree Outside the School

already had its best days
and now the red is turning into yellow
and the yellow will turn into little leaf-shaped voids
so the fall is ending
and there will be some others
but i'll never be in england again
so the best of the tree already past
without taking pictures beforehand
and whenever i turn the corner
i picture an advance image of what i will not see anymore
and the roots are still there
but the tree changed into something else
and the whole city will do the same
and every second will never have the chance to be repeated