Family Tree

The last maple leaf Fell from the maple tree, It didn't want to leave it's home But it had no choice you see. It was almost Winter In this little town, This little leaf had to go No more to be around. It fell upon the snow so soft Which glistened in the sun, Mother nature told this leaf You will have a new day in the sun. The crumpled little maple leaf Wondered how this could be, I produced a crimson glow When September came on me. How can I be a pretty green When spring arrives again, Nature smiled upon the leaf For you it's not the end. You left behind upon the tree Such tiny little buds, Life for you is not over, Your family tree has just begun. Lynn Barany