a Magic forest story - the leaf

 in the beginning it was dark 

and it staid dark and cold for a long time

then one day as it began to warm

a small bud formed 

as it began to grow in the large oak tree 

it sat there alone thinking how it was so lonely 

and as the sun stayed out longer the leaf realized it was not alone

It was surrounded by thousands of other leafs 

and as the summer went on the leaves laughed and played int he big tree

They danced with the wind and sang with the breeze

Then as they became old the began to change colour

some red, some orange, some yellow, some brown, and some stayed green

but they were all still friends laughing and dancing in the big oak tree

slowly one by one they decided to leave  

Until the winter came and they all slept 

underneath the banket at night again

Lost

 Don't go anywhere,

Just don't trip

You haven't seen a thing

You still don't know what it means

Those old broken shoelaces

All have their stories to tell

Worn out shoes

Now happy to sit in their room

Scratches on an album

repeat the same old sad song

You still have time to change

before time goes on

Even a job a burger king

Lets you go to a home with pride

to wear your own crown

on your throne or the couch

Cupboards only creak

When they bear no fruit

Like that squeaky old floorboard you would hit

when you used to sneak out of your room

Lean on your friends

that will lean on you

don't follow the ones

that will lead you to your doom

Fall

A leaf falls from a tree

Never to see another spring

the bee flys by without thinking

to the flower before the pedals leave

The cool comfort of worm clothing

around a fire with close friends

The summer is over as is many things

A new year will bring new change

But for now no need to worry

the ant's have collected all they need

The grasshoppers are still singing

the grass is still a shade of green

Find a place to lay your head

In a warm and cozy bead

sleep the night away instead

of worrying about the things they said

cycles of life

 The rain falls

 but never fails to rise again

The water collects with its friends

in the rivers to the ocean

The ocean is a journey

a distant memory

a place to get to 

a place to see 

 Often one forgets 

of its grandness

a sight to see

to relax with the sea

We feel like we are here forever

at the beginning 

but at the end

There are just memories