I stand tall, naked <br />limbs extended to the sun <br /> <br />proudly, I reach for the sky <br />fragmented clouds encircle <br /> <br />rooted, I sway to a breeze <br />a gentle dance with autumn <br /> <br />Thinly, I shiver <br />as below me they gather <br /> <br />the pool of leaves <br />that have forsaken me.<br /><br />Deb Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-125/
