Falling Leaves

• Joanna Angeletos, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2015

When leaves fall to the ground they decay,
When humans fall they rise,
Humans get stronger and don't just give up,
No matter what life throws their way.

Leaves on the other hand get swooshed,
Leaves on the other hand get blown,
We go through much worse though,
We are victims of our own creations and we have become overthrown.

Automobiles and vehicles are of our creating,
We have legs but instead we choose to get into a car,
We have become lazier not smarter,
We have become a nation that no longer have visual access to the stars

Leaves have fallen and they have rose,
Humans have rose but then they fell,
Humans are victims of their own creations,
We are living in a world of destruction.