a poem on death and life

we smile when the leaves die
and say it’s so beautiful
let’s snap pictures of her colors
blazing and radiating hues of orange and red and yellow
let’s remember them before they give up their last breath
and dance to the ground

the winds blow the tree naked
and exposes all her secrets
she bows low
humbled and awaiting her sentence
and we laugh still while our kids jump and play in what’s left
of her dignity and pride 

and we realize we are laughing at death
but we laugh louder than she
because we know something she doesn’t
we know life bursts forth
when death


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