Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Down fell a leaf from the giant oak tree
Along with a hundred of his friends
He laid on the ground for a moment or two
And got captured in a camera's lens
The wind picked up from the passing of a car
The leaf and his friends blew away
Down the road he tumbled and flew
What a wonderfully, fun autumn day
He was set apart from his other leafy friends
Higher and higher he rose
He looked way down at the people on the ground
When will he return? Who knows?
He passed over the stores and the houses and fields
And places he never knew were there
He'd go up he'd go down he'd blow all around
He had so much fun in the air
Then he fell and was crushed by a boy in the park
And an ant came a long and asked him
"What one day would you relive again and again
Be it happy or wistful or grim?"
"The places I've seen in this one glorious day
I'd never have seen them confined
To the tree where I lived for my entire life
I might as well have been blind."
"So I tell you the truth, though how crazy it sounds
For I am but one tiny leaf
To relive one day for a thousand more years
I'd choose this one, though so tragic and brief."
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the leaf
Down fell a leaf from the giant oak tree
Along with a hundred of his friends
He laid on the ground for a moment or two
And got captured in a camera's lens
The wind picked up from the passing of a car
The leaf and his friends blew away
Down the road he tumbled and flew
What a wonderfully, fun autumn day
He was set apart from his other leafy friends
Higher and higher he rose
He looked way down at the people on the ground
When will he return? Who knows?
He passed over the stores and the houses and fields
And places he never knew were there
He'd go up he'd go down he'd blow all around
He had so much fun in the air
Then he fell and was crushed by a boy in the park
And an ant came a long and asked him
"What one day would you relive again and again
Be it happy or wistful or grim?"
"The places I've seen in this one glorious day
I'd never have seen them confined
To the tree where I lived for my entire life
I might as well have been blind."
"So I tell you the truth, though how crazy it sounds
For I am but one tiny leaf
To relive one day for a thousand more years
I'd choose this one, though so tragic and brief."
This poem is brought to you by
The Totally Green Button!
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permanent web address:
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