Know who  I am  before I Leaf


So as it stood wind flowing though it's hair,
Blankly staring out to the mist covered view.
It just thinks to itself "I wish I could move".
So the seasons change...
As does it's appearance he can all but see....
what's stands in front of him.
Or within mere distance....."Oh how I wish I could move"
But  it all changes a van pulls up aside...he's happy and rustles with glee and excite.....Their coming their coming!! It's Autumn and all my baby's had to leave. They must be here to move me..... with my baby's it's noticed  small note in a plastic sleeve...wrapped around it. But It can't read.
another van arrives this carrying a trailer...
Behind, Si the worker gets out and starts to cut me I beg stop stop! THIS IS ******. What was I?
But now I am furniture.

Daryll smith