Candidly I Exceeded Poem by James McLain

From my candid style.
Appeared on the ground in front of me.
Falling around me pink known excesses
observe the soft side of green leaves.
Proudly they shine, how they shine off the setting sun.
Lifting their faces to archaic beauty.
However, the leaves of the tree sliding back,
into the warm earth out of reach though I feel them.
Soft is the wind and they fall even faster,
forming a puddle, falling petals form around me.
Look at the ground in front of me,
falling around me fluffy pink exceeding, observing the
Sky and white clouds they remind me.