Leaves on a tree wear a green mask.
Autumn as they die the mask falls
And we see their true self
Red, yellow or orange
A tree can no longer mask a leaf.
When it is too cold leaves turn brown.
When a leaf dies we see it’s true self
The tree takes water from the graves
Replenishes with memory in water
The tree is the dead
Regreened leaves applaud life
The regreened leaf is a hand
Reattached to a limb
Tree feeds the hands of its canopy
Hears their clapping
I hear the special hand clap
Of my late mother in the canopy
Of the applauding trees
And my hands want to clap too
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