The Leaf
Written during the 1984/1985 school year.
I’m falling!
Falling slowly to the ground.
Drifting
I’m drifting
on a breath of air
Softly,
I’ve landed on a
soft, green surface.
I’m not afraid,
Anymore.
Written during the 1984/1985 school year.
I’m falling!
Falling slowly to the ground.
Drifting
I’m drifting
on a breath of air
Softly,
I’ve landed on a
soft, green surface.
I’m not afraid,
Anymore.
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