THE FALL
THE LEAVES ARE CHANGING
AND SO ARE WE
THE LEAVES ARE SO COLORFUL
SO ARE WE
THE LEAVES MUST FALL
YES AND SO MUST WE
STILL WHAT EVER GOES UP
MUST ALWAYS FALL DOWN
STILL WHAT EVER IS DOWN
MUST COME UP AGAIN
BUT THE FALL ALWAYS BRINGS ON THE COLD
AS THE FALL WE MAKE BRINGS THE COLD
FALLS ARE ALWAYS THE LEARNING PROCESS
YEAR AFTER YEAR AND FALL AFTER FALL
SO WE WILL GET UP AND BRUSH OURSELVES OFF
AS THE LEAVES BLOW AROUND WITH NOWHERE TO GO
SOMETIMES WE DO THE SAME CRAZE
EVENTUALLY THE SUN SHINES MORE IN THE SPRING
AND WE SPRING INTO ACTION
EVENTUALLY THE SUN REACHES OUR CORE
AS THE LEAVES BEGIN TO DISAPPEAR LITTLE BY LITLLE
THERES ALWAYS A NEW BEGINING
AND WE AND THE TREES HAVE CULTURED
WE HAVE GROWN
AND THE TINY LITTLE LEAVES ARE GROWING AGAIN
JOSEPH A DEVOE 1/13/11
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