A bud makes a leaf
A leaf turns brown
Falls from the tree
A tree grows buds
A new leaf will grow
One less leaf won't kill a tree
It will live on
Be a leaf that falls off a tree
Not to worried
Nobody's going to miss me
They might cry
Then they'll dry their eye
and say he was crazy anyway
But I saw the way
You can all make your wrong decisions
Without me
By: Minister Peacefulpoet (word witch)3/3/19
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Truth and life, all life all tree all free