A sculpture so beautifully designed, <br />Becomes a pleasure to the mind, <br />In colours of yellow, red and brown, <br />Wearing a true autumnal gown. <br />It had fluttered down, fully complete, <br />And landed gently, at my feet, <br />I picked it up, and then did view, <br />A passenger, a spider who, <br />Had settled there, a place to choose, <br />And awakening from his lengthy snooze, <br />Quickly skuttled off, making his escape, <br />Leaving me with just, the perfect shape <br />Of a simple leaf, with its own story, <br />Resting in my hand, in all its glory. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-simple-leaf/
