"A Chlorophyll Filled Death", 1970 by Michael F. Nyiri

I am a leaf, blowing in the wind,
I am a sturdy, yet failing leaf.
I am alive,
But why --------- I live because of 
The chlorophyll
Wrapped in my digestive tract --
Of a leaf!
I will live and keep on living,
Until I die.
When?
A question -- How long is a leaf's life --
LONG?
			or SHORT?
Death is slowly creeping upon me,
Yet I feel no death.
DIE -----------------------------------
Yet I feel the wind will bring my fate.
A fate, but an adventure.
Here I feel I will be gone before the morn.
		WHEN.
It is here. A wind. A breeze.
-------------I am dead----------------