Leaves 

Leaves
Sometimes leaves fall,
Sometimes leaves are dropped,
The leaves do not grow back,
The tree stands stripped,
But, if its roots and stem are strong,
New leaves will bud and blossom;
Sometimes loved ones sever the bond,
Sometimes people make them go,
The loved ones wane in oblivion,
We stay alive, bare;
But, if our heart and our urge are selfless,
New relations will emerge and bloom.

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