INTUNE: Rubbish

What a waste
Watching you blow away
Where will you end your life?
In a bin?

Wrapped around a tree
All tattered and torn?
Or will someone catch you
And bring you back to life?

Recycle you, give you a purpose,
A usefulness with some delight?
There must be many you can assist
Many you can help so much.

What a waste
Watching you blow away.
Perhaps I will save you
Recycle, revive you?

Dorothy Crellin