Every bit of paper <br />you see dancing on the floor <br />has a story to tell <br />of how it got there. <br />It could have been dropped <br />by some careless hand <br />or thrown away deliberately <br />by some litter bug. <br /> <br />Now that bit of paper <br />started its life as a tree, <br />standing tall and majestic <br />in some far off land. <br />It was probably the home <br />of some wild creature there <br />until a lumberjack <br />with no pity <br />came along and cut it down. <br /> <br />Now that bit of paper <br />goes dancing with the wind <br />until someone catches it <br />and throws it in the rubbish bin. <br /> <br />4 February 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bit-of-paper/
