To be Among the Beautiful

The leaves fall down bright and vibrant.

Fall to an end

One day to begin and live again.

But they fall right now,

Down to the ground.

Every color making a difference.

The yellows, reds, and browns all swirl together.

Ones of the same color,

Staying ugly together.

And I think of the race of the people we are.

A small tree of red among all of the yellows, reds, and browns.

Small and ugly.

Big and beautiful.

To be a red among the yellows and browns

Would turn my frown around.

Because I could be next to fall,

And I want to be among the most beautiful .