aren't leaves beautiful? they herald spring after the harsh winter. they spark enthusiasm, they spark hope. leaves give shade. shades comfort.
some leaves are torn apart. some are blown away by wind. or storm. or they get plucked away.
yet many of them will remain. until very end.
and at last, one day, leaves fall down. flipping. slowly.
creating beautiful blanket
on the ground.
once again they bring
happiness in us.
we think autumn has arrived.
and forget the beautiful leaves.
engrossed in own delight,
we don't see
the last remaining days of those leaves.
lying on the ground.
getting kicked. getting stepped over.
because we are just busy
talking about flowers.

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