The Lonely Leaf

The Lonely Leaf

Leaves tumble to the ground,
then they dry and crackle,
as we crunch them with our shoes.
A neat array of crimson leaves lay,
with a riot of red, gold and brown,
while summer takes a snooze.
Winter prepares.
Exhausted leaves drop to the ground below,
to wait, like children for the snow,
At last, autumn retreats,
leaves start to disappear one by one.
Until only one leaf left...