Don't you just love the morning

When you go outside and there on the ground

Is a fresh perfect green leaf

A leaf floating from the quiet summer trees

Just resting on the grass and waiting to be discovered



Touch the treasure

And pick it up gently

And feel the excitement

Of a new leaf with no tears

No marks and no holes

It is the sign of healing and future



Don't you just love the morning

When you're reminded of the special gifts of life