Write about a leaf turning color. Is it still up on the tree or did you find it under your feet? What’s its journey?OPTIONAL: Work on your fiction and share.
I often think that hair turning color
Is similar to leaves turning color.
After a warm season,
Filled with breeze and sunshine,
We are winding down, getting ready to rest,
Getting ready for a slower pace of life,
Which is not less, and maybe even more wonderful
Than hot days of summer.
Less hectic, less chaotic, less stressful,
More peaceful, more organic, more cherishing --
Cherishing life, every little moment that passes:
The crisp coolness of the air,
The golden rays of sun shining low,
The earth cooling down, ready to sleep...
We all are winding down, getting ready to be quiet and observe,
Rather than yelling loudly: look at me! no, no, look at me!
People turning color,
Just like leaves turning color.
We all are winding down,
People and leaves.
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