The One

This is the poem that I did for my writing contest.  I thought my last post would be short, so I added this to help supplement it.  The other one ended up being longer than I anticipated, but you still my poem.  It’s called, “The One.”

The cool, crisp days of autumn, all the leaves falling to the ground.
How would it feel to be a leaf rustling with a quiet sound?
It’s not as if anyone notices it amidst all of its friends and brothers
But in ignoring it, could we miss the one that may be different from the others?
A leaf may seem like a simple thing not very flashy, it just seems there
But it has its own importance as it waves slowly in the breeze, so fair.
It truly is individual holding itself with much poise and beauty.
Even though it’s surrounded by many, individually it’s important to the tree.
This is how we are in our lives; sometimes feeling like no one sees us or even cares,
And we are just not flashy enough to pull others from their busy affairs.
This goes against all reason, as is shown to us by the tree.
Each person is just as good as another and each life has individual beauty.
It is not most people’s lot to become president of a company.  
For most of us, it is our job to be a friend and treat everyone equally.  
All together, we don’t seem too different, mostly the same to the common eye.
But everyone has his own beauty and strengths, and all must consciously try
To see the individual “leaf” on the tree and see what it can become.
Accept, praise, and help it, for it is an important one.
As we look at others in this world and see the goals each achieves,
We will learn to look at the forest and see its beauty because of its leaves!