I fly across the glamorous glistening water
Through the meadows
Over the houses
Leaving my home behind.
When I land at my new home
I know it will soon become a memory.
When the next gust of wind comes I will move.
Another journey.
Another home.
I lie under that apple tree
Confused on why I have to always move.
I wonder if my old home has changed at all.
I change homes multiple times a day.
When the winter comes
I'm trapped under a cold frigid coat
With no family to warm me
No friends that I keep
Just me and sometimes my reflection.
I learned to not grow a bond or trust others.
They will always leave.
We will always separate.
Another big wind comes.
Another journey.
This is my life
For I am just a leaf.
Through the meadows
Over the houses
Leaving my home behind.
When I land at my new home
I know it will soon become a memory.
When the next gust of wind comes I will move.
Another journey.
Another home.
I lie under that apple tree
Confused on why I have to always move.
I wonder if my old home has changed at all.
I change homes multiple times a day.
When the winter comes
I'm trapped under a cold frigid coat
With no family to warm me
No friends that I keep
Just me and sometimes my reflection.
I learned to not grow a bond or trust others.
They will always leave.
We will always separate.
Another big wind comes.
Another journey.
This is my life
For I am just a leaf.
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Kittykatruff
Feb 23, 2022
I love this poem. It's a beautiful and poignant reflection on change, and I like how you took on a leaf's perspective since leaves are usually only noticed as part of the natural scenery in our lives. It made me smile when I imagined the leaf thinking that water was "glamorous." Good job! :)
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