Leaves

We never look and ponder what is

The green canopy above our heads

Inside each leaf lies a machine

Where natures chemistry comes alive

Breath deep and feel your lungs

How they make your body rise

The air is fresh and new each moment

For inside the leaves the magic lies

And when the autumn brings bright hues

They bid adieu and fall to lie

For their second purpose to break down and replenish the soil where trees are found