I always wonder,
What life is like,
For that last leaf,
The one still clinging,
Desperate to live,
To stay,
Against wind,
Against snow,
Against winter,
I envy it,
The determination,
No matter the fate,
It is an inspiration,
A hope and dream,
A blessing.
Clutched to the branch,
Rain and frost pelting it,
I envy the leaf. Never giving up.
Until it's last battle,
Where it falls to the barren ground,
Howling a war cry,
Dead in cold December,
Only to crush and perish on the dirt,
Watching other valiant leaves.
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Wonderland (a winter poetry collection)
PoetryA poetry collection combining the solitude and grief of winter along with the comforting and emotional half.
