Leaving for good*
Blowing and scurrying out in the road
The trees have left a bundle, to lighten their load
Departing from their parents, out on a limb
A big strong gust from a witches wind
Now in the open air, as they did leave there home
We look at them fly by as to say, "leave this one alone"
Dom*Colucci 2011
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