Maple leaf

The first showers of the summer rain,
Fall upon the barren earth.
Its characteristic scent,
Brings out the life in me, the maple leaf!

Green in color, standing tall,
On my dark brown friend, the branch.
In the afternoon breeze,
I see, being tossed, the soccer ball.

A twig in his beak,
Cometh the sparrow,
A nest to build, he has-
A beautiful one, by the creek!

Spring has gone, here is summer,
Long past gone is the winter.
Yikkety yakk the kids are screaming,
Running helter skelter, by the hummer.

The days grow shorter,
I turn yellow, orange and finally red
Colors of autumn that adorn
A painter's poster.

And then one day
With the breeze
I leave my humble abode,
Etching the finale to this play.

© Zoe K