I had to search for a “summer” poem that I have written. Well, more like a “spring” one at this junction of time in July. Anyhow, I wrote this poem about a leaf, and what part it played in the life of a tree, or a least its role in the process of life for the tree. A small part of a large part, but an extremely important part of a living tree.
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The lightest and smallest part,
Of the mighty oak,
A factory turning light to life,
Helping to create growth.
So small a part yet so big a part,
For the existence of a living tree.
All working together to produce,
In concert with an overall plan.
Nutrients for the bulk, the trunk,
The roots, stretching to grasp fluid.
Till a time of rest, then discarded,
To decompose in a furtherance of life.