Givers and Takers
Givers and Takers
For when I am a leaf upon the ground,
As I often am.
You will find me in a state of change.
From the juicy reds and yellows
To a blending shade of brown, to tan, to
nothing.
I will be soggy, soft, limp.
Or a reactive crinkle under your feet
Depending on the atmosphere.
It is delicious, this decomposing.
I will wonder whether others feel how
important this is.
This travel from beauty to usefulness.
And who will appreciate what I’ve done?
From spectacle to life-giver.
In whose eye will the appreciation lay?
And will it be from circumstance
Or reflection?
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