Leaves cling to the trees as if knowing their fate should they fall -
The glory of being observed from atop a majestic limb compares not
To the fate of falling and being trod upon by a careless passer by...
So stubbornly they hold on to the last vestige of their dignity
Before letting go forever…
when I trample the leaves, lol!
This is really lovely -- a different view!
:)
Lary
Reindeer
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :)
Beautiful write, Pamela. So appropro of the impending.
Best regards,
Leland