When the leaf falls, is it courage or surrender. Why do some things understand their purpose so naturally when it can take us a lifetime to decide? Lee's Summit poet Hubert Neth ponders both beauty and purpose as he watches the changing of the leaves.

Hubert Neth is a Lee's Summit resident and retired minister. His poetry has been published in local newspapers for more than 30 years. Views and opinions expressed in his submissions do not necessarily reflect those of Link 2 Lee's Summit, its employees or any other guest contributors.

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Hubert, that was so lovely! I will look at falling leaves with a different perspective/ ‘purpose’ in mind...maybe we make it too hard. That leaf may be showing us that we float in and out of life’s seasons ...hopefully spreading joy, beauty and kindness through along the way!!

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