Leaves that blow from autumn trees
Prepare the way for winter freeze
To chart the paths of moving time
A cycle plays out nature's rhyme
Though sometimes leaves do fall in spring
The sound's an unfamiliar ring
New from buds the leaves they form
They grow amidst the sun so warm
So why do some release their bounds?
And tumble gently towards the ground
To disconnect from what they know
And sacrifice the chance to grow
Only god can know these things
And why he calls for leaves in spring
Perhaps leaves choose to ride the wind
To find some place to start again...?
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