A Sigh

--JWF
Sitting upon the withered flakes of snow
Looking out to what carries in front of me
The vibant fluttering of an yellow and red leaf
Acting like a humming bird lost of memoery

Has it not seen into the heavens?
The heavy clouds that are hung from the gates
It sways further into the frozen breeze
Unsure of where it will greet the white floor

No,this leaf cannot drift back to a home
The trees have to long been creaking and crackling with cracked bones
It is an oprahen left without a chance
Pride shows into the leafs tears for how it breaths another breath to surive

Now it drops into a graceful presence of my palm
Steering into my soul as i do to its
A preist of the forest giving remdemption to what i hold
Giving the leaf to the next breeze that carelessly seizes into it's arms