Enjoying Freedom In Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enjoying Freedom In Death



Leaves hopping, skipping, jumping, sliding, tumbling
over one another in an afternoon breeze.

Joyful and free they play, enjoying their freedom
even in their death, as they fall from the trees they
were born from.

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