My Time- a Lesson From the Falling Leaves

The shriveled leaves are falling Falling…. No longer able to hold on No longer able to be Part of the living tree And so they fall… A flirtatious breeze Lures them away And they go on this their final ride Swirling this way and that Making the most of every moment, They fall… Beautifully raining dryness on me And I lie still Enshrouded by the dead leaves And I smile I smile…. Knowing that my time will come And I will fall… Fall dying to the ground. I will go on that final ride And as I fall… I will let the wind caress me I will breathe my last breath And lie still… Crumpled on the ground. But for now… For now I’m holding on… Now is my time to be young and beautiful! Now is my time….to live!