A leaf once wished
to be green
to be yellow
to fly
to be dry
to allow a spider to spin a web
to give a cocoon its bed
to fall on someone’s head
to be crushed before it’s dead
to feel the wind
to be picked up and placed in a book
to know an artist and a poet
to inspire
to make a tree bend
to reach a road’s end
to be a flower’s friend
to touch the moon and the sun
to call itself fun
to be yellow
to fly
to be dry
to allow a spider to spin a web
to give a cocoon its bed
to fall on someone’s head
to be crushed before it’s dead
to feel the wind
to be picked up and placed in a book
to know an artist and a poet
to inspire
to make a tree bend
to reach a road’s end
to be a flower’s friend
to touch the moon and the sun
to call itself fun
It was a lucky leaf after all,
died and got most of the above all.
died and got most of the above all.
Image by Lucas Wendt from Pixabay
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become a writer!!!!! please!!!
Want to…planing to…
thanks…it means a lot 😀
u r awesum jagriti i must say only a true lover of nature can write dis…….nd dat's u loving life as alwaz……..great keep it up 🙂 🙂
Thanks!! You know me too well…am happy and scared…you know a lot…lolzz!!!
yup i knw u nd b scared 🙂 lolzz 🙂 🙂