Leaf in the Wind

Storm on the way.
Gray sky brings in the wind,
still soft but kicking up in spurts.
It grabs an oak leaf—a big
raggedy red oak leaf
and spirals it upwards
like a miniature kite,
like a feather,
like a plaything for
the wind’s amusement
and mine.
oak leaf



About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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