Leaf

So little so small,

Swaying in the damp summer breeze,

Listening to the serene sound of the cuckoo bee's hum,

Basking in the buttery sun.

Autumn, Summer, Winter, Spring,

I change colours all year long,

Up here with the other leaves,

We sing and dance in the wind.

I leave my tree,

Fall from my branch

No longer to be seen.

So dry, so brown,

I lay here on the ground.