Leaves of every size and shape slowly drift down to the pavement.
Lovely shades of orange, green, and red speckle the ground.


Some leaves are bigger than others.
    That's what I've been told.
But these leaves are bigger than any I've seen at home.


They have to fall.
    That's what I've been told.

Then...
   Why are they
      accumulating into piles
        like
          pieces of garbage


    i see the biggest leaf fall
      its beautifully orange
    i reach hoping i can touch it
    a large winter boot steps on it
     and
           they
     twist
           it
     into
          the
     ground


I shed a tear.

                    Nobody cries.