Pieces of Me

Like the leaves of a Great Maple in the Fall,
Floating, falling, freely.
One by one they go by,
Part by Part, they're revealed.
Captured, then studied, denied or admired,
Then released,
Free again,
To float, to fall, to feel,
Pieces of me.

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

This is very interesting, I like the imagery within this short poem. I can see a beautiful fall tree ^^ I also like how it flows, I think it is perfect the way it is.

Good Job

[BrockGirl]

Thank you so much

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

^^ You're welcome