Poem Tree

Each leaf unique
in its own place and time

Some leaves are growing
in the breeze

Some leaves have fallen
carried away by storms

Some leaves have yet to grow
in wait of sprouting
then to uncurl
spreading out
washed by soft rain
painted by the sun

Some leaves remain
hidden by dark

– ©Chris Nielsen 2017
– image – Eucalyptus
©Chris Nielsen 2017