I Believe You Never Will Be Too Late Poem by Trong Phan

You promised to arrive in this autumn
I believe in and wait for
I believe in all words your
For me they as the leaves of happiness.

But you know?
The yellow leaves outside the window
are preparing for everlasting journey
The last leaves still try to wait
Although it is getting colder day by day.

You know,
There is no a old painter to paint a leaf on a wall
I will not myself lie
To paint the last leaf for me
Because i always believe
If you love me
You never will be too late.