A leaf is a thing,
That brings joy to my heart,
Vibrant green,
With points like a star,
It hangs from the tree, waving at me,
O, pretty leaf, what do you see?
So live your life like a leaf,
Just hangin’ around,
And when your time comes,
Just leap for the ground,
A flying leap, brave and gay,
O, what a great end to your day.
A leaf lives a life,
That’s measured in months,
It changes its skin,
With the change of the sun,
Then leaps away, twirling ‘round,
O, millions of leaves on the ground!
So live your life like a leaf,
Flittering ‘round,
And when your time comes,
Just leap for the ground,
Spinning free, your arms to the sky,
O, what a flitting end to a wonderful life.
The millions of leaves,
Of orange, red, and gold,
Are piled in heaps,
Where they fade and grow old,
They’re spent and they’re done,
O, pretty leaf no more flitting in the sun.
So, live your life like a leaf,
Just hangin’ around,
And when your time comes,
Just leap for the ground,
Just smile and wave at people like me,
O, little leaf, flittering free.
I love this poem.
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Thank you, Mary. You will forever be immortalized in my heart as the first person to comment on one of my posts.
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