and I watched
Like Miranda
watching The Storm
Like a mother
watching Death
Like Happiness
meeting the Dark
for a first time
in a long time
I felt like there was nothing I could do
and nothing Anyone could do
This leaf had somehow survived
and lived on his branch
longer than the others
but was still meant to die
like all other living things
And I couldn’t help it
no matter if I wanted to
Helpless in a lost-like matter
That’s how I felt
Like my world was destroyed
because I lost this leaf
that could have been a lovely leaf
So I picked it up
and I kissed it
and put it in my pocket
every time I looked at it,
I knew I was
I know I am
the leaf collector