As Free As Can Be

I see the leaves fall below my

Feet and i wonder what must their

tree Think? Are they saddened to see

Them leave? Are they happy to see

them free? Do they even care for their

leaves? For without their leaves all their

beauty would cease to be. Without their

leaves they would be nothing. Without

Certain beings,we would be nothing.

Like the tree, i too will outgrow my

leaves. But I thank those leaves for

helping me see the beauty that lies in

individuality.