By Dinah Henry
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A falling leaf is falling off a tree, but
sometimes it doesn't know where it's going to land. On the ground? In the
water? With more leaves? Or by itself? It is a falling leaf waiting to land. I
keep thinking about what am I, and who am I. Sometimes we are like leaves
because we don’t know where our journey is going to land in our life. We
sometimes don’t know where that journey will take us. That is OK because
sometimes our lives to us are questions that we need to find, to seek. Maybe we
will find the answers, maybe we won’t, but whatever happens next, let the
journey take you on a ride because sometimes you will never know what you will
find.
About the Author
You might have know this person by her writing some other poems such as "I am a flower." She has been mostly busy with her school and writing more poems for you to read. She has been at ICC for over three years now and can't wait for what's next in store for her. Her name is Dinah and she hopes that you do love her work that she has done so far.