Tuesday, October 08, 2019
The Tree of Life in all its glory has released you and your beauty.
Its foliage one at a time drops.
And down you fall~
Suddenly you hit the ground.
Stepped on, rained on, your colors fade to brown.
Is this the end? NAY!
The snow and cold come to cover,
But Spring and joy return, and your beauty and color soon ensue,
The story of many, not just a few.
Poem by Jackie Stetser, photos by PIXELSTALK.