When leaf fell from high
Softly drifting down from the sky
Could not be seen by one's eye
Wonder why babies look around all the time?
They can see tree hiding in plain sight
Soon tree will walk away,
Leaving leaf as a final gift.
Leaf will stay till rain washes away,
to a place leaf will find tree once again.
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PoezjaI hope you enjoy these poems I wrote they are all mine so please do not repost or copy my work thank you!!!
