Leaves

by BlindxPoetx   Jul 22, 2008


Leaves dance in the wind,
riding the icy gusts low to the ground,
and soaring high on the warm winds.

They change colors for the seasons,
and to some, they give reasons.

Reasons to live,
Reasons to die,
Reasons to laugh,
Reasons to cry.

Leaves can be beauty,
Leaves can be strife.

Leaves are colors,
of both nature and life.

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