To Live

By Jessica Khanchandani

I will look at my reflection

And ponder for the tree behind me 

Who sheds leaf 

For a new spring 

Clearly as time grows old 

The things start to unfold 

They fly away like a butterfly

So the new spring falls

And I twirl in the midst of dawn 

I sit there 

Pondering about a tree

Which gives me a simple reason 

To live

By Jessica Khanchandani