A Leaf Fell Poem by G. Newton V. Chance

Today, a yellow leaf fell to the ground;
Tomorrow, what was green and young,
Yesterday, will be brown and on the way
To decay, just another leaf
Torn from the book of life, once white and clean
But empty, before the black quill
Of trials, with blue ink, wrote a poem
On a page, one page of one family
Tree, that can never be erased,
Whether glory or disgrace; another
Leaf bud has already sprouted
In its place, nourished by living humus
Of discarded, torn out pages,
Passing on green baton... of the ages.