Green leaves

Soon green leaves will turn to brown

and what was once so beautiful

will simply fall to ground

and the tree will stand as one

barren and bereft.

And in this state the tree begins

to contemplate the past

and to think that surely, surely,

the pain and anguish, heartache

will not come again.

It takes a time before the tree

decides to take a chance

and bless the world again

with the beauty of green leaves.

But growing up so very hard to do

and soon the pain and heartache

creeps into all green leaves

and the suffering begins. 

And then silently they carry on

waving in the breeze

and doing what leaves do

in the world of man.

The tree watches and waits

for the season to change

and asks, “can I, can I,

do it all again?”. 

I don’t know for how can trees

grow the, oh, so beautiful

that are doomed to suffer, die,

and then disappear from mind?

And I watch and I wait!