RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Captive Leaves - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Wind having blown leaves from their precious positions
on limbs of trees, now lying on the ground being soaked
through by the pouring rain.
Lonely and forlorn, looking so forsaken just lying there,
not being able to move freely in the breeze until they
have once again dried off.
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