I Was There On High

i was there on high
for a time and i like it
but nothing lasts
so they say
and i know and then
i fall like a leaf from a tree
and so they say once again
nothing lasts forever
and i know and then
i fall to the ground like
a sick bird from the sky
but i did not die
and i know and then
i really accepted it
like a cup of my tea
and now you too
shall fall like a leaf
from that tree but
don't you worry
we are here down
to the ground and
now we are home.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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