Poem Idea - Leaves a Fallin'

Leaves, brightly colored or various shades of green cling to the branches as long as possible. Needles point outward and upward absorbing the warmth of the afternoon sun. Whether you jump in the large piles left on the verdant terrain, or you anticipate the blanket of deep hues of green along with fresh blossoms, you have a verse for leaves.

Think about the days you drove right by a newly planted tree. Think about the old oak that has stood for decades within your community. Think about the trimming you did over the weekend. Describe the leaves. Describe the trees. Describe your connection to each. Post it here, or share elsewhere, but write and enjoy…