LeavesA Poem by SWS Agent HamI thought this one up a long time ago...
The simple things come from high above.
The big bushes of pure symphony upon mountains of wood and bark. The things that rain on you in the cold fall. What it is, is a miracle of nature. For the leaf is as peaceful as the pure human mind.
© 2012 SWS Agent HamAuthor's Note
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