The Life of a LeafA Story by Ice QueenJenEver wonder what a leaf thinks after falling from a tree? This short story is about the life of a leaf and what happens when nature takes its course... Enjoy!
The Life of a Leaf
clunk..... screech... bam!
Down I fell onto the hood of a truck, then the breeze blew me to the edge.
Falling onto the hard concrete ground.
I wasn't always this dried up shriveled looking dead thing.
One day I was just a wee little speck on the end of a branch.
See I started out small, growing bigger and bigger each day.
Spending time with all the others that happened to be growing near me.
I suppose had I been living somewhere else, I might have lived longer.
But here I was in the heart of the city, the smog wasn't healthy either.
Along with hardly any rain could stunt my growing cycle, so my life
was cut short, leaving me where I am now.
If I am lucky, I'll lay here for days without being bothered.
If the wind blows, I'll be tossed hither and thither- hmmm, I'd like that.
Hither and thither.... to bad I'm not a rock near a stream, then I could gather some moss!
Hence I am not, just a dried up dead useless object being kicked about.
“Oh, woe is me” he said, while all the others looked down.
I yelled “ SEE THIS IS YOUR FATE, THIS IS WHAT YOU'LL END UP BEING!”
“What's that you say, way down there? .... I can't hear you” a vague voice came from the top.
I said “ it's only a matter of time, your fates been sealed. Not by me though, but by our Creator, and the one's entrusted to our care- Mother Nature and Father Time!”
“Oh” came a resounding cry from above.
They knew then instead of being a vibrant healthy living thing, they would resemble me- a shriveled dried, dead life!
Just then someone walked over, stepping on me- the lonely dried leaf.
Crunch... crumble, I was truly dead now. © 2014 Ice QueenJenAuthor's Note
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Added on May 19, 2014 Last Updated on June 5, 2014 AuthorIce QueenJenBakersfield, CAAboutNot only am I a woman, but a mother, friend, and hopefully the best person I could be. I have begun to broaden my horizons and get into writing poetry. But I also am an artist, and I am trying my ha.. more..Writing
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