I knew a leaf

Once a magnificent leaf

I watched him bud

And yawn and shiver

On my favorite tree

He whistled in spring

And sunned in summer

He took great pride

In keeping raindrops off

Of hiding children beneath

But then Autumn came

And he grew tired

He lost his looks

And his boyish verve

One day while walking

I heard him ask

What’s happening to me

I looked up saying

It’s time to go

But you’ll be back

In the hearts of

Those who remember you


It’s hard to admit

That you are old

Done chasing and ready

To sit and remember

The first things to

Float are those hoped

Forgotten that sting bite

And buzz about obnoxiously

Next the lily pads

Tethered to something deeper

But seeing their beauty

As they open up

And finally clear water

Which is nothing actually

Actually it is nothing

Which are my fondest

Peaceful memories of all