10/15/09

Fall Leaves

I was looking at the trees yesterday and feeling sorry for the leaves that grow all spring and summer just to die in the fall.


A few yellow leaves dust the ground
all the rest can still be found
tenaciously clinging to their limbs
hoping for no strong winds
to send them floating to the earth
where composting becomes all they’re worth.

9 comments:

sbwrites said...

Another nice poem. It made me think, and smile...which is a winning combination for me.

Laura said...

Nice poem, Tamara. I've never thought about leaves that way. All the leaves here have turned shades of red, orange and yellow and are so beautiful to look at that I forget that it's also about endings.

Tamara (TC) Staples said...

Susan - Thank you. I felt bad for the leaves yet realize, at the same time, that becoming compost can be a noble thing for gardeners! ;-)

Drifter - It is about endings, isn't it. Yet the cycle is so short for trees for soon they will be making new leaves again and we will all feel renewed with the onset of spring. Right now, I am going to just enjoy a bit of fall and winter!

Eileen Astels Watson said...

Nice! I'm seeing lots floating to our ground lately. So colourful and beautiful!

Tamara (TC) Staples said...

Eileen,

Thanks for stopping by. Yes, I love this time of year. The colors are breathtaking!

Warmly,
Tamara

Jill Kemerer said...

And that compost turns out lovely flowers next spring, right? Very pretty!

Tamara (TC) Staples said...

Jill,

Yes, the compost definitely has a purpose and is beneficial to our gardens in the spring. It is just funny that I was feeling sorry for the short life of the leaves. A couple of seasons isn't long! ;-)

Warmly,
Tamara

Anonymous said...

Another lovely poem ... really like it.

Tamara (TC) Staples said...

Thank you, Genece! ;-)