Did you see it!
There it goes again!
Swirling, whirling, gliding
like a magical carpet in the wind.
The warm Autumn air pushing it along.
Slowly twisting, descending, but not quite
touching down.
Then quickly rising back into
the late Autumn sky.
Like a bird, it flutters and
soars higher and higher.
Can you still see it?
It’s almost out of sight.
Oh! It’s gone!
I wonder where it will eventually land?
That last scarlet leaf of Autumn’s end.
Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2001
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