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Autobiography of a Leaf

Deborah Barchi
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1 min readFeb 17, 2020
Photo by Jan Kaluza on Unsplash

Tender, green, and new I hang,
needing only sun and rain.

To fly becomes my whole desire.
To soar — alone — a little while.

I wish so much that I might know
the bliss that comes with letting go.

Until the snow and frozen rain
drive me to the ground again.

There to shelter, rot, and die;
become sweet earth, another time.

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Deborah Barchi
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Written by Deborah Barchi

Deborah Barchi has recently retired from her career as a librarian and now has time to read, explore nature, and write poetry and essays.

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