The green leaf...

I looked at the leaf
So many different shades of green
There were many a patch
Many a dull moment
But the leaf was still green

The leaf was still green
With all its ingredients
Its sorrow and the bloom
The moth hole and the bright stem
The leaf was still green

For all those days it stood
Swaying and rustling
Flirting with the dew
Adamant at the stem
The leaf was still green

Age took its edges
Wrinkles dried the surface
The legs away in cracks
Then it gave in to the wind
The leaf was still green

Lying below its towering friends
It crumpled further
The others looked in dismay
It floated with its lost weight
The leaf was no more green