The Leaves of Fall in Maine

They fall to the ground sometimes pushed sometimes of their own but they fall Red, Orange, Amber, Yellow is their song and so soft they set down to earth doing the fall dance from the branch above the shade of summer that turns to color and then to the great fall all to die It seems so sad to see them fall but they must, for it is their nature to retreat into the earth And they know, without the fall there would be no growth No song and no dance Nothing is to be reborn without first dying morningman888@webtv.net Photo by Priss October 2000 FastCounter by LinkExchange Other sites to enjoy MMPageIndex MMDaily MMVirtualTours