Leaves
Leaves
See the leaf caught in the gale
On freedoms wind away does sail
Departed now, from the twigs
How brief, their existence is
Some are trapped within a rut
Some stick together in a glut
Some spend their days all alone
Others drift where they are blown
Some are destined to fly high
Some watch others passing by
Some stay firmly on the ground
Others just whirl round and round
Some are blown far away
Some near home, they will stay
Some from place to place do flutter
Others remain, in the gutter
Some find themselves on top of pile
Their purchase there is so fragile
Held aloft from underneath
By the strong and humblest leaf
Relying so on game of chance
Upon the breeze perform their dance
Everywhere the leaves are scattered
Along the way are torn and tattered
And when their journey comes to end
Back with the earth the leaves do blend
Making way for those to come
The colourful, glorious,
Next Autumn.
Copyright © Richard D Seal | Year Posted 2013
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