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The Last Leaf

THE LAST LEAF! I'm the last leaf I've held on so long The wind whispers out The death song, Taps I've watched my fellow leaves burst forth with awesome colors showing their moods they wave and swing as they cling as long as they dare! My tree's done well this year making oxygen, giving shade, giving berth in it's branches, flowers for bees, food for birds, insects and humans! All the while, standing fast, they tie the earth and sky. When you lay down beneath, Giving a special treat for the eye! I am the Last Leaf on this tree I've hung on till the job was done! The Song is Sung and now at last I am free! I just let go, I've made friends with the wind and trusting the ride I'll be back in the Spring! Meanwhile I've new perspectives from different spaces as I flow to be part of Mother earth. Soon I'll be feeding the Tree I am part of. I'll reach out and clasp the roots and let her feed. Full circle for me as I rest in winter only to Pop up next Spring! <3

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Date: 11/3/2019 9:22:00 PM
I love this poem. I just became a member due to this poem. I am in my mid 70s and this poem speaks to me. I truly am this leaf. I love it. I would love to read more of your poetry.
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Lydia Brescia
Date: 11/4/2019 9:45:00 AM
Hi Vaughn! I love trees and spent my early years in them and swinging from grapevines! This poem was a pleasure to write....and your comment was such a pleasure to read! I'm happy you joined too! May I suggest a poem you might love that I wrote (since you want to read more) its called the Emerald Doorway...I hope you love that too! <3 It's not hard to navigate to my poems or anyone elses. This is such a fun site! :)

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