Leaves - Contemporary Poems Mostly about People Who Do Awful Things

Leaves

Walking along a familiar
Path, I look up and
Marvel at the leaves
Of a particular tree
I had not noticed before.

Later, In a strangely
Serendipitous coincidence,
Someone asks me a question,
I respond that I’m the guy
Who looks at the leaves.

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