I had the inspiration to write this poem after seeing a bare tree with all its leaves stolen by winter.
Leaves flock like birds
from the trees
carried by the wind
they lay at my feet
the branches look empty
as though expressing grief
reaching to the heavens
and saying what have you done to me.
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