Joy From Dead Leaves

The fall leaves beneath my feet 
Fell apart as I walked over them-
So much I had forgotten the fact 
That they were once green gems.

I enjoyed the sound that they made 
Crunching beneath my tread-
So much I hadn’t given thought 
To the fact that they were dead.

And when the trees grew leaves once more 
So full of life, so green,
I wouldn’t give a thought at all
To the sound that once pleased me.

I would enjoy the sight of them,
So high above my head-
So much that I’d forget the fact 
I had enjoyed that they were dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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September 29, 2019 at 9:09 AM
A very interesting and thought provoking poem Adena. Had me sitting here looking out the window at a Red Maple exhaling.
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