If Leaves Could Talk, Part 2
Our purpose in spring, summer, and fall,
you will recall, is essentially twofold.
After a long and restful sleep in winter, we return from ashes to beauty in spring.
With earth tones of green, we shelter you
from heat waves of the sun in the summer.
We glow in awesome colors of orange in autumn.
You will remember our shades of green, but we must go now.
Please accept our showers of ‘bright colors’; it’s our goodbye kiss.
Our season ends with a shout for your eyes only! But we cannot stay.
09152016 PS Contest, Personification of Plant, Kim Rodrigues
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