Leaves, by Katharine Subscribe to rss feed for Katharine 

There lie the leaves 
On the ground
Trampled by the young children 
Running and laughing as they play
Was I not once a young child 
Running and laughing as they do
Was I not once a happy little girl
With curly hair and a smile
Where did that little girl go
For I am now
Like the leaves instead
Fallen and crushed
Trampled by all who pass by
Maybe she is in heaven
For I do believe she has died
Posted: 2011-02-18 00:23:01 UTC
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2011-02-19 06:28:35Dope Sick Love
Interesting, intriguing perspective.