Confession #0534

I sat here.
Under the shade of an oak,
And watched.
That’s when I saw it.
An autumn leaf.
Catching the sunlight.
Falling from its tree.
Landing ever so gracefully on water.
It was carried away by the current.
Riding down the stream.
Unaware of its destination.

Confession #0534

amiecanus

Joined October 2009

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I’m not really a poem type writer. I like writing more short stories, etc. Although this came about because I started “Confessions” with bits and pieces that turned into over a 1,000 of them. This is a sample of one of them.

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