In the cycle of life
In the orbit of earth
In its’ position to the sun
Seasons change
A leaf emerges
It has the wonder
To take light, water and materials
To create nourishment
For the tree to grow
It is nibbled, chewed, sucked and burrowed
Food for many others
Until near the seasons’ end
As the color and moisture
Drains away
It falls to the earth
Where it continues to provide
Life in the soil
And the substance
For the new seasons’
That will cycle

beautiful poem 🙂
I enjoyed your poem but I hope the leaf image wasn’t a photo you took. It is too early for autumn. Hugs, Barbara
🙂