Poem

The journey of a leaf onto the ground

The journey of a leaf onto the ground

is not the only path that we should see

the first part of it’s life is upward bound

and then it sits so proudly on the tree.

when we see the leaves in fragile form

it’s hard to think of them as living things

with ups and downs and duties to perform

as lively as a bird beating it’s wings.

The trees above us need leaves just to survive

like fishing nets – they case them out to grow

the more abundant leaves – the more it thrives

and yet at once they shed themselves to slow

so when the fall is finished spring revives

the cycle of the leaves – around they go.

Written October 19, 2012

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