First Leaf
written November 12, 2019
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The leaves in fall are one of Ontario, Canada’s claim to fame. The colours can be stunning as they turn from red to yellow to brown…and then the first leaf falls and we know that winter is near, but the changing season and the beauty is all worth the white loveliness that follows…
First Leaf
First leaf falls
gently floating, drifting
touching a branch here
a brother or sister there
feeling the breath
of the mother tree sigh
as it passes
First leaf rests
on the wings
of the breeze
calls to the others
one by one
Come with me
It’s time
First leaf whispers
we’ve lived our lives
Beautiful, wasn’t it?
The wind on our skin
the light in our veins
the song as we brushed
softly against one another
First leaf falls
then another and another
follows to lie
next to the first
All one together
as the earth
gathers them in
