curling leaf

all the leaves and the branches
quivered from the cold.
the seasons were changing,
they were getting old.
one by one they had
to let go.
to land on a world
preparing for the snows.
little curling leaf
decided to celebrate
life instead,
with form and whimsy,
she would fall on
the

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earthly bed.
dancing with the winds,
in joy, not dread.
the other leaves,
heard her pretty song.
some even decided
to sing along.