the leaves
remarkable how they never stay
abort their promise for a breeze
the leaves are bound to spend the night
sleeping on a doorstep
or in some winter's way

we found in leaves
no one to come home to
the former in trees

softly clasped in prayers
at night we cover up
to slightly
leave a day that will never be
reaching for our correspondence
so our dreams won't leave us
without another day


we found in leaves
no one to come home to
the former in trees

branching out of fear
leaving former unknowns
so as not to despair
we hope the leaves
come back to give
their covering for the next year