Leaves-Another Poem By Me

*Snip* A leaf falls from the sky and sends ripples to shore. Down the stream it floats, around bends and breaks, not knowing where it goes. Past the wet sandals, whose owner meanders about without them, "Not I," says the leaf. Past the pebble wedged between two toes, wiggling for freedom, "Not I!" again says the leaf. Past the long forgotten sweet gum ball at the bottom, covered in algae, "Not I!" once more says the leaf. Down the waterfall and into the air flutters the leaf, and into a green pond of dormancy to be covered in algae, trapped, and alone.