Life Is a Leaf That Blows On the Breeze
i'm being blown
over here, over there
in and out, there about
most everywhere
in the heat of the summer
in the chill of the freeze
life is a leaf that blows on the breeze
in time that's well spent
in the wasting away
in the hand held in silence
with nothing to say
when it stands out alone
in its purpose and need
life is a leaf that blows on the breeze
when it's coated in sugar
sprinkled in salt
running to nowhere
in its daily walk
standing for something
or down on its knees
life is a leaf that blows on the breeze
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2016
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