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Mar 2015
There are always many leaves on a tree,
and all fall off eventually,
traveling the lonely path to the ground.

The same could be made about people.

We all come from a tree -
a connecting ground,
a social gathering place.

But, sometimes,
life is cruel,
we can sense the winter storm
is coming,
and we fall off the tree,
traveling a lonely path to the ground.

Everybody feels like a leaf
sometime in their life.
Some feel it when they are young,
some feel it when they are older.
Some feel it over and over again.

But once we hit the ground,
we are joined by all the other leaves
who have traveled the lonely path.

We are never alone,
even though we feel like we are.
Bails B
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Bails B  Canada
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