twists, turns, tumbles
caught
twined in the wind
held up
momentarily
hopeful
Perhaps I can fly
it thinks
perhaps
perhaps
But no
alas it lands
at last
to die
returning to the earth
returning to earth
returning
turning
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It's fall. The leaves turn and tumble. What more inspiration does one need to write a poem? Have you written one lately? Do you like this one? Talk to me in the comments!
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