Today I chose a shorter poem for Poetry Tuesday. It can be found in the book A Treasury of Poetry for Young People.
In Hardwood Groves
by Robert Frost
The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.
Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.