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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Cousin(s) (05/22/08)

TITLE: A Time To Live and a Time To Die
By Marlene Bonney
05/23/08


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Adorned with sun-kissed splendor,
Dazzling colors I view,
And daydream that each leaf
Is a character construed.

Magnificent trees they are,
Outstretched to meet the sky;
Each branch like family:
Kin, yet still diversified.

Cousins are my favorites,
Wedded parents their glue.
Yet they often share traits
Of kindred spirits renewed.

There is Orange Marmalade,
Cousin Kate, through and through.
Her skirts sway to and fro
As the breeze her dance improves.

Seven branches down below,
I see Coz Ricky Red,
Blushing in varied shades,
Handsomely nodding his head.

Lemon-Lime Louie is next,
His arms are outstretched wide.
Where is Amber Amy?
She hopped to the other side!

Flippant Cousin Plum Phillip
Takes everything in stride:
He falls and gets back up
As the winds blow side-to-side.

To my left, Cousin Olive,
As green as green can be,
Jealous that Cousin Gray
Enjoys more sunlight than she.

Above them sits Bright Angel,
Her wings of gold out furled.
She sneers down with hauteur
On cousins with edges curled.

Cousin Tan, though rather dull,
Trips and falls, aflutter;
Winds kick him to and fro
While he mutters and sputters!

Oldest, my Cousin Mattie,
With scrunched bones and dark veins,
Fails to soak up the dew
From God’s sweet, refreshing rains.

The youngest cousins cling high,
Watching older ones fall.
They hear the ticking clock
Heralding death’s trumpet call.

Most of them are not frightened
They’ll be gone before long;
For dying, they’re reborn
And time will repeat their song!

In their death they will provide
Fodder for crops to grow;
When their season’s over,
Their tree continues to sow!

Fall will turn into Winter,
And Winter into Spring;
Spring then leads to summer,
Ended cycle taking wings!

Oh, that we would learn lessons
Of nature’s births and deaths!
Believing in Jesus,
Our final--is our first--breath!


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Shirley McClay 05/29/08
It took me at least half way before I realized you were writing about leaves! Very creative and beautiful imagery.