I'm just a leaf upon a tree, there are a million
more like me.
I feel wind, rain and storm; watch the grass and
I make shade where people rest, help the birds to
make their nest.
All the colors that you see are what the seasons do
I am born in early spring from a simple bud and stem.
I will show a picture green when nature's brush
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem