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Friday, August 3, 2012

Turn the Leaf


A single leaf, a dormant tree
As it slowly fades from vibrant green
The graying limb it hangs upon
Glistening bright in the dew drenched morn

A breeze yet warmed by morning sun
Swirls around as it comes undone

Surrendered all, loosely clutched
Releasing to the cooling touch

Turning with abandoned ease
Among the long forgotten trees

To find itself upon the ground
Where rotting leaves lay in mounds

Heaps of color transforming from
Beauty found in dying form

Surrounded by the breath of fall
Colors scatter the morning air

Touch the leaf intent to turn
Forever changed, never mourned

Return the leaf with no concern
Leave it there, forever yearn

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