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She Stumbled Upon A Leaf


She stumbled She fell She got up and she walked. She stumbled she fell She got up And she walked. She stumbled She fell And she stayed there. Not knowing that her destination- Success was waiting for her To get up. Her legs got so tired And her feet began to ache. Her breathing was ragged And her eyes were blinded by the sun. When she looked down At the ground She thought, "I'll take rest." But when she accepted A non-existent defeat As a resting place, It became her reality. And her dream remained A dream. The ground became her friend, Her comforter, her safe haven her god. And for the time being, It was pretty darn comfortable. But then there came A whisper of the wind. And though she could not Fathom The words, she listened... And as she listened something grazed Her hand. She looked and saw A leaf. A leaf. Soon another leaf Had fallen from the tree And as she watched it She saw that it fell Gracefully, Without a care in the world Not a single worry. She thought, "Oh little leaf, You Inspire Me." The leaf had fallen from the tree And as she watched it She thought, "Why Has it fallen from the tree? Why has it fallen from the tree? Did the leaf think it could fly Fly fly?" Did it imagine it had wings Or did it simply trust the wind? Or did it become weak, like me?" And just as she, People often believe That the leaf has Given up, That it has lost its strength. But I say, I say it gained courage And learned to be independent of a branch And its Leafy friends. It wants to explore Life Without complete security. It wants to take risks In its journey In a Man's world. If only people could see The joy in a leaf As it uses its Pre-spreaded wings They'd understand the relief Of pursuing their dreams. If only the girl that stumbled could realize That when she gets up She has succeeded another journey, That would make me oh So Happy. To bring a motivation to those around me And encourage them to Be all they can be... To show them that even a leaf Has dreams. That is why I write, Why with my words, I sing. Because everyone has the right to liberty But not everyone knows how to Reach it. That leaf fell from the tree, And I think I understand why... Because it wanted to be Free. And once this reality Hit the girl on the ground, She stood back up And because she continued her journey She helped the whole nation to stand. And her symbol of success is A Leaf.
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