Cycle of Life

Drifting through life on an effortless breeze Floating through the wind like leaves off trees We start off lives as just a bud Conceived from a tree planted into the mud But over time we learn, grow, and thrive Learning to do more than only survive But then on one momentous day We detach our stem and break away Floating on our own path through the breeze Floating through the wind like leaves off of trees But then one day we settle down And decompose within the ground The end of our race is finally run But for other buds, life has just begun