Song for the refugees

This is for the refugees
the ones without a home
a boat out on the ocean
city street alone
are they not some dear mother's child
are they not you and I
are we the ones to bear this shame
are they this sacrifice.

Or are they just like falling leaves
who give themselves away
from dust to dust from seed to shear
and to another day
if I could have one wish on earth
of all I can conceive
t'would be to see another spring
and bless the falling leaves.

From John Denver's "Fallen Leaves"