A Dry leaf
By Paul Pruel
Leaves are like ideas in the mind
They come when needed
They flourish and give life
Light and great wisdom
When ideas have served their purpose
They need to be swept away
We must constantly sweep out the old
And give way for the new one
Man breathes for life
As he reaches
His old age
It will cease
And will fall apart
Like a dry leaf…
Leaves are like ideas in the mind
They come when needed
They flourish and give life
Light and great wisdom
When ideas have served their purpose
They need to be swept away
We must constantly sweep out the old
And give way for the new one
Man breathes for life
As he reaches
His old age
It will cease
And will fall apart
Like a dry leaf…
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