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Mar 2013
1-17-12

As I sat there motionless
I watched the colors of the leaves change
From green, to red, to dead and still
From alive and striking to black and spotted

Night after night
I'd sit in the corner
Wishing it'd finally be daylight

Hour after hour
I'd stay silent
Wishing it could be that time when the colors change already

Month after month
Cars' headlights shine through the windows
And I stayed there, crying in a corner

Little did I know
The leaves ripened
And my mother came to tell me

She cried and apologized
But I asked her like I always did
"Are the leaves changing colors yet?"

And she finally answered me after all those years
The answer I was waiting to hear
"Yes...they are really beautiful this year"

I stared and stared
Tears streaming down my face
As I realized I was blind
Rebeca Ana Olvera
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