• katyainee 24w

    Change

    In the heavy rain
    All the dried leaves sinked
    But one alone
    To the branch it clinged.
    Stubborn and unready to let go
    It hanged on the bare branch
    Swaying to and fro.
    There came a squall
    And off it fell from the tree;
    The place it had called home.
    The leaf I think,
    was finally free.
    No matter how hard we try to grasp onto "forevers"
    Who can ever go against the rule of the Maker?
    Change is one hell of a teacher,
    At times when letting go
    Rips apart our soul
    Change and only change will be our saviour.
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