A Leaf Fell
By John R. Greenwood
A leaf fell today. I watched it float to the ground. I stopped and waited for one more. Another leaf, another tree, one more drifting, sailing victim drops gently in the distance.
Where did the summer go?
I waited patiently through January, February, and March. Spring arrived and immediately began to show off with her lush lawns and boisterous azaleas. Flower smells and mower sounds filled the air. Neighborhoods were filled with renewed energy and picnic dreams. Memorial Day paraded by, followed by the cheers of the 2013 graduating class. July 4th shot through the night sky with a bang. Charcoal grills were a hot item and children swam in glee. August brought day trips and breakfast at the track. Labor Day bullied its way to the front of the line.
Then a leaf fell and when it did others followed. They piled on top of one another like children wrestling in the playground grass. They seemed to be shouting out their last blast of the season by bursting into flames of red, calm yellows, and stubborn greens.
Oh, the joy of one leaf, one season, one more day.
My submission to this weeks: Poetry Pantry #170.