Flight From A Tree
by Keleigh Patterson

    It fell --
    Without fanfare.

    Floating on January air --
    Until landing
    On my freshly written words --
    Birthed on a white lined book page.

    So, I let it be.
    This faded, sepia leaf,
    Not looking for asylum
    Just naturally taking flight --
    From a tree.

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