[SamAdams76]

Sometimes I catch a falling leaf when walking through the woods during fall. That gets me to thinking that that leaf existed special for me. It got born in late March as a bud and developed into a full leaf by mid-May. All summer long that leaf hung from a branch on that tree waiting to turn color by late September and then finally to fall in October directly into my hand as I passed under its tree on a crisp, early autumn day.

That leaf existed just for me. And I do appreciate it.

[Big Red Badger]

“The Leaf just for Me!”
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A poem or Hiaku?

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The tree might argue that the leaf existed just for the tree, and when its usefulness to the tree had come to an end the tree dropped the leaf without a second thought.

The critters living in and on the leaf litter on the forest floor might say the leaf is manna from heaven dropped into their mouths by a beneficent tree god.

The tree might say the, um, output from the critters breaking down the leaf litter into soil are worshiping and nourishing the tree as is fitting for any entity living under it.