The life of a leaf. Wonderful personification in this, and nice analogy for how life is for a human…except the only tree we fall off of is our family tree…..At times, I got pushed off of mine….but somehow this leaf got off the ground and found another spot in the tree.
j.

Very much please indeed. Such fun to read your clever and lighthearted slice of the morning.
Happy me to have connected. Be well Emma 🙂

Many thanks Jim.. wrote that whilst still asleep – probably shows! However being an admitted scribbler I go with the flow.

Joy,
From what I know, this sounds like you, your life, your time, your place… all of it full of quiet beauty…
Vol

We need to have enough faith in our fellow men and women to stop and listen to them.
They matter, their thoughts matter, their poetry matters.
We need to work together to secure love and respect.
j.

Joy,
Ah, such a nice sip of cold water in a parched world… This is why poetry is so important… the great mystery is tha there are so many who never slow down enough to find out…
Vol

Slowing down these days can be taken as a sense of failure – how tragic is that!
Time is not for lying on the grass as with your recent poem. It’s more likely,’What, take a day off. Can’t do that, I’d lose money, promotion, the promised new car. Plus do manage to say good night to the kids. Thank you, Vol, your words – like many in the past, are much appreciated.

Beautifully penned, Emma. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian