My favourite leaf

Growling like a wolf

This leaf fell

Onto hard paving

Slabs of grey

Worn and cracked

Struggling to rise again

In a swirling breeze

Like an ice skater

Or a ballet dancer,

Pirouetting

In tight circles

Plummeting suddenly

Down and dead.

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