A Leaf
By Eja Courts
A leaf
Falling from a tree,
Dancing from a tree,
It’s like a ballerina,
swaying with the music of the wind.
Falling from a tree,
Dancing from a tree,
It’s like a ballerina,
swaying with the music of the wind.
Now just laying their,
Dead,
Hopeless,
And rotting.
Dead,
Hopeless,
And rotting.
But sometimes it will grow,
Into a new leaf instead.
Into a new leaf instead.
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