Leaving Leaves

(A Limericked Glow on Letting Go)

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Like hands aflutter, as they fall,

The leaves leave color over all.

As people pause,

They stare, because

The falling leaves hear Maker's call.

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Like candy corn in festive hues,

Their colors lift us from our blues.

We love the sight

In muted light,

Of fragile tumbling corkscrews.

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As branches fold their arms to pray,

We stop and marvel each fall day.

The maples pose

And shed their clothes,

To wait for next year's new array.

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The portly oaks release their best,

Which fall and scatter with the rest.

Still, proud they stand,

Survey the land,

And know their faith has stood the test.

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For death need not be source of dread,

Nor scary story left unsaid.

A fresher start

Awaits the heart

That welcomes roads unknown ahead.

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