This is dedicated to Kiwifruit & Orio


Leaf-fall

The tree leaves fading green to red

Branches bare,

As if they're dead.

But do the trees feel any sympathy,

For the leaves they've shed?

The leaves kept the tree alive,

And how does the tree repay?

By dropping the leaves to the floor

Goodbyes, they don't even say.

Leaf-bare

Through winter, long and cold.

The trees stand alone, without their leaves,

Tall and bold.

Bare, bruised and hollow,

The trees shiver and shake,

They swing in the breeze

When the branches threaten to break.

Newleaf

Then after winter, spring comes.

The trees grow new leaves,

Flowers and plums.

But do the trees miss their old leaves?

Or the petals from their flowers,

That were loved so by the bees?

Newleaf into Greenleaf

Through the spring and the summer

The leaves were always there,

But do the trees feel any sympathy?

Do they even care?

When the trees drop their leaves.

And start to prepare,

For the long cold winter.

Is it at all fair?

Greenleaf into Leaf-fall

The very leaves that sheltered birds from rain,

Now falling to the ground.

As they turn to the colour of flame.

Though the leaves will come back again

They will never be the same

Now they fall to the ground.

Leaf after leaf, again and again.

Leaf-fall

Do they feel bad? Or sad?

Or anything at all?

Or do they just get used to it,

So that they learn not to care at all.

Do the trees heart's break

Every time the leaves fall?

The leaves quietly come and go

While the trees live to be big, old, and tall

Do the trees think of them when their new leaves grow?

Because if I were a tree I'd never ever let them go. ~Spottedleaf

Next chapter I will move onto Cinderpelt.