LCs Phoenix's blog: "Poetry & Passions"

- A Leaf -

Quietly, I lay under the old tree

Gazing up into its branches

Blithely watching its feathering leafs

Through its gnarling limbs, sunlight beams

And I think of Life..of Love..of finer things

Of the smile of my child..of a woman a’far

And the joy that into my life they do bring

Quietly, I lay under the old tree

Gazing up into its branches

Blithely listening to a bird as it sings

Upon its gnarled limbs, does the bird sit

And I think of Life..of Love..of all that I miss

Of the smile of my Mother..and of family a’far

And joy that, at times, is only remembered bliss

Quietly, I lay under the old tree

Gazing up into its branches

Blithely following the fall of a single leaf

From its gnarled limb, does the single leaf fall

And I think of Life..of Love..my place in it all

Of all the smiles I’ve given and have been given so far

And from the joy in my heart, does a single tear fall

…as that lone little leaf flutters down upon my chest