Challenge
"I'm not sure why every leaf must die..."
Create a poem with this beginning.
Dying Leaves
Everything, every leaf eventually passes on and dies.
Living life, shades changing from bright green, to yellow, to brown and finally falling gracefully to the ground.
Most fear their day but when they are ready, they let go.
Letting go of the fear.
So they can let go of the pain.
For some leaves acceptance is difficult so they find comfort in their ideas.
Maybe the season after they fall, they will grow back brand new in the same place.
Or maybe they fly on to a better place.
Their ideas spread hope but not without fear, other leaves worry that they will disappear.
The poor leaves believe they will meet their greatest fears.
Despite a leafs' questionings, the true answer is hard to find.
Guess we just have to wait till we cross that finish line.
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