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| Beyzanur K |
Catch a Falling Leaf
Dad sat like a potted plant
in his old, threadbare chair
while mom watered dad,
sprinkled him with food.
The little girl went without.
Mom replaced the old chair
with a new one. Dad planted
himself at the kitchen table
for three days, sat in silence.
The little girl went without.
Mom finally replaced the
new chair with the old one.
Dad transplanted himself
back in his old, ragged chair.
The little girl went without.
Hungry, thirsty, and wilting
away amidst the greenhouse
gases she lived in, the little
girl spent her time outside
under the shade of a tree.
In the cool of autumn, she
invented a game. If I catch a
falling leaf, a friend will play
with me. You don’t have to
believe in magic to believe.
The tree released every leaf
on its branches to the little
girl. Just ask her friends,
as many as the leaves she
snatched from the breeze.
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