a single beauty strewn on pavement
a windy journey you have endured
drying, curling in the ever moving air
your purpose is not done
skipping further onto waiting soil
disintegrating with age
wintry grasses will surround
feel comfort in their embrace.
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Reflection
The Bag Lady 
Beautiful! I loved this ❤
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the leaf leaving..
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A gentle reflection of a leaf’s journey, Cheryl, which had me looking out of my window at the leaves on the grass and wondering how long it will take for them to join their ancestors in the soil.
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Here – not long
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This is so lovely my friend
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Thank you Sadje
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You’re welcome
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A delicate, whimsical ode to transience! Beautifully written!
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Beautifully written, Cheryl.
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Through the passage of time, there are significsnt changes, indeed
much♡love
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I love this, Cheryl. The thought of the grass welcoming the leaf home and offering comfort. What a beautiful picture.
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Thank you
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