SAID THE LEAF IN EARLY AUTUMN (poem)

Photo: "Frosty Leaf"By Skitch

Said the Leaf in Early Autumn

When my lush, green life is a thing of the past

And I slip from my precarious perch-- at last!

I'll go to.

I'll go fro.

I'll go up.

I'll go down.

When the wind passes by, I will dance on the ground.

My flight will be joyful, for all to see,

Like the lift of a butterfly

Or the swoop of a bee.

I will herald the winter

And scenes frosty-blue.

I will show you the colour,

Of an autumn that's true.

I will dance as no other has danced in the wind.

And my passion and colour to the fall I will lend.

And then...

When my short but superior frolic is done,

I will lie in the oft times hot autumn sun,

And think for months on my moments of fun.

Then under a blanket of icy white,

I will sleep as it were just the passing of night.

And in the springtime a bird will included me, I pray,

In a home for his nestlings made of leaves and soft clay.

But if not I will change,

And become one with the Earth.

Now would that not be a most glorious rebirth?!