Wet leaves make mats on the grass
I saw someone walk by yesterday, before the rain
She held a big bag
Every once in awhile she stooped to pick up a fallen leaf
The bag was about ⅓ full
A lot of leaves!
How did she choose from the thousands that were there for the picking?
I wonder what she is going to do with all the leaves she has selected
I mean to look it up
Must be an art project of some sort
It would be posted somewhere
But then there would be no mystery
I like to think of the leaves calling out
“Pick me, I’m beautiful.”
And she walking by, gratifies a few
By making them the chosen ones.
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