The first red leaf

fuzz 3 April 20123 April 2012 Leave a comment

When the first leaf turns red in Autumn,
Is it a weakling
By succumbing too early to the elements,
Or is it being brave by daring to be different,
Knowing others will follow?

On the other hand,
Of the last leaf faithfully clinging to the twig in the face of Winter,
Is it being stubborn
By holding on to the past, though lonely and abandoned,
Or is it being strong
By standing when others have fallen?

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