A yellow leaf
falling off the tree.
Spinning in the wind,
it loses its way.
Like a butterfly
finally it can fly.
It dreams to dance gracefully,
to sing briliantly.
But the fact is
without direction,
it feels lonely and helpless.
Once upon a time
it couldn't wait to say goodbye
to its mother.
It longed for the distance
where it believed existed freedom.
It eagered to leave its home
and to experience the colorful world.
Nobody told it
how dangerous the world is
and how merciless people are.
The naive leaf
just like a homeless kid
misses its family
where it can never return.
A broom sweeps it
into the dustbin.
No one ever sees it again.