the wind is blowing hard,
the leaves form lines while flying everywhere,
I sit and watch, they are all unique,
they are all diferent,
like human beings,
I can see their diferent greens and yellows,
the diferent shades they mirror on the floor,
green leaves,
yellow leaves,
I like to hear the sound when they crack,
they decorate my path as I walk,
they are of diferent sizes,
some bigger,
some smaller,
they are just leaves,
leaves flying,
while the wind,
blows on them.
