There it is
But it all alone
Maybe its an
Imposter
Stranded in the roadway
The small elliptical leaves
That greet me
Each day
As I ride toward home...
Not yet
It only appeared to be
The minnow leaves
The puppies in a box
the flashes on the dock
All the similes and metephors
I have
Used
To describe
Those fallen cellullous
Tree
adornments.