fallen leaves

do you think
i should let
go now

and stop
picking up
those fallen
leaves?

i loved 
collecting
them 
for my 
vintage
album

as inspired
by that
magical
bond

i

a
l
w
a
y
s

cherished,
embraced,
yet

n
e
v
e
r

e v e r
saw
flourish,

(d i d   i
j u s t
i   m   a   g   i   n  e
i t . . .?)

the touch
of those leaves
still feels
too raw 

i  t
s   t   i  r   s
m      y
s     o     u     l
n       a       k      e      d

yet, 
I keep
hoping
for the day

i’ll see your
handsome
tree

s
t
a
n
d
i
n
g

t
a
l
l

and, 
finally,
and,
s u r e l y,

f    o    r
e      v      e      r
g    
r     
e     
e
n