The trees were whispering to the breeze
and keeping voices low.
They could not keep me creeping by
in the world of snow.
I looked up once, I looked up twice
and there on the bow,
I saw a leaf orange as could be
I kept asking, how?
In the woods, the omen there
was small as can be.
But a wind blew up to touch the last leaf
and brought it down to me.
In that wintry woodland I lay,
nature calling my name.
And, surprisingly, it lived on
to December and past May
I never knew how it survived
to tell it's little tale,
But the leaf turned yet another chapter
through every snowy gale.
Author notes
..leaf turned yet another chapter
awesome prompts
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Comments
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Aww how lovely
So enchanting and those questions of which we have no answers too
yet the details spin your thoughts
Thank you and my best wishes
Julie
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