Leiflife

By Leiflife

Anomaly

On the first day of the year
Leaves long since flamed and fallen
Have turned to drab brown mulch.
Yet one leaf clinging tenaciously
To its birthing tree...
Disregarded seasonal laws,
Cold winds, hard rains...
Until on the first day of the year
She chose to fall.

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