Growing from the branch
Maybe on a ranch?
Getting the first view,
Then as if on cue
It starts to rain.
You can feel the pain.
You are the lone leaf.
But then there’s relief,
then there is others
Just like your brothers!
Sometimes there’s a strong breeze
and the leaves fall with ease.
Soon your bigger and bigger
done with the rigor.
The time has come,
Your about to become
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