It is one of many
One
Yet completely unique
Holding itself high
To be noticed by all
The wind sees the tree
Not as individuals
As one whole until they sway
Yet they individually feel
They live and they thrive
Winters breeze comes too soon
Each petal falls breaking the unity
Stripping each tender part
Dismembering the pack
What do we see now?
Each leaf lies isolated
Unity is no more
Yet it once started in confidence.
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