Tuesday, April 14, 2015

People are like leaves...

People are like leaves... they change when the weather's good... and when it's bad. Sometimes, they get loose and fall, and sometimes... they get loose and are finally free. But the best part isn't when they're free. The best part is when they start to float and let the air spin them a bit and whir them around until they spread their colors all over the streets and sidewalks of a seemingly gray world. The best part, is when they let life carry them away and over the edge. Leaves, they tell their stories. In the cracks, breaks, and beauty that makes them fade. It's ok that we fall. When we fall, there's always that chance that someone or something will pick us up again...and return us to the wind.