Sisters for a short while, happy to have company and cheer.
We were each born with a glow that makes us beautiful, even if it is not forever. 
We lose some, we bid them goodbye and wait our turn.
Before we, too, fall with the rest upon the dead leaves.
Still we do not want to let go, we want to glow like those above us.
Spreading our wings in all directions, we live!
We face a few more dawns.
When we are gone, remember us for the times we look like this...
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