The leaves crunched, brittle now, but the friends remembered the green vitality that yawned in soggy spring then grew strong through summer heat. The bold green buzzed with sunshine, sweet and sappy, but the shortening days kept change coming. The life-filled green pigment faded, replaced by a final blowout vibrant fire dance of red, orange, yellow. In the end, pale brown replaced all others while the leaves prepared to sleep forever, or at least until their nutrients gave life to another. The tree slept for a season, and the friends wondered if they themselves were the leaves of the world.
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September 2019
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