Leaves
Are you better than me?
Sitting high above the tree top
Soaking in the beautiful sun rays
Viewing the birds soar and glide
Admiring the beautiful flowers blooming
As I sit bellow taking in the micro sun rays
Slowly piercing through the leaves between us
Cold and alone
I view the worms below awaiting my arrival
The ants preparing the table
A bag to be raked in
Shriveling to dust to be blown by the wind
Maybe that is the best
Then I can be higher than you to
Soak in the beautiful sun rays to
View the birds soar and glide to
Admire the beautiful flowers blooming