It all seemed new to me somehow, again
The never ending road, rough textures of an autumn leaf I held close, shades of the orange sky with the tint of pink
What a vivid image it was, I saw her nervously sitting there
On a concrete walkway, beside those red-yellow leaves
I sat with the little girl, staring down at her bare feet
Silence was all I heard, yet the breeze was whispering
I stared at a beautiful black fence covered with the green vines, opposite to me, ten feet 6 inches high
The feeling to be untold, was it all broken was it strong, a question in my head
Offering my leaf to the little girl, I broke her trance, intriguing all it was as she delicately cradles
As if the leaf had all her strength left, asking her silently, I observed her actions carefully
Clenching the corner of it with her other hand, she saw me with her big brown eyes
Giving the cracked leaf back, she passed a smile, yet how sad it was
What a precept, all that connected, made sense
If tore into pieces, the same it was
the colours, the textures, the volumes and what not
Lost one part, but still had too many to go on, some tears, but still too many moments to smile on
Again, it all seemed new to me.
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