Why, I wonder,

is it that leaves become more beautiful when they die?

The rest of us living things do not, or is it just me?

Leaves die a defiant death, a spectacular goodbye,

we have never been more radiant, they croon,

so full of life.

is there any living thing that ages so gracefully,

and dies so well?

Well, they whisper,

we are here to say that death is part of life,

one is as beautiful as the other,

the simplest and most common living things on the surface of the earth,

we die better than any other thing.

Or is it just me?, and is death sometimes

the most beautiful and natural thing on Mother Earth.