B10:41
I saw the last leaf fall today.
I saw the last leaf fall today.
It twisted slowly in the wind.
It twisted slowly in the wind.
Then it landed on the wet ground.
Then it landed on the wet ground.
The tree stood bare and dark.
The tree stood bare and dark.
I felt a strange sadness in my chest.
I felt a strange sadness in my chest.
That leaf had stayed longer than the others.
That leaf had stayed longer than the others.
I wondered why it held on.
I wondered why it held on.
Maybe it was afraid to let go.
Maybe it was afraid to let go.
I know that feeling well.
I know that feeling well.
But letting go is part of the cycle.
But letting go is part of the cycle.
Winter comes, then spring again.
Winter comes, then spring again.
I want to hold on less.
I want to hold on less.
JA
Holding On and Letting Go
by @jack68