The most wonderful things

Leaves are the most wonderful things
They come in all shapes and sizes
and colors, and disguises

They float in the sky
when the wind comes around
and fall and lay there
on the flat cold ground

I love leaves for there veins
there arms, and even there stems too
they are all around us
and they leave us clues

A cracked leaf is a lost one
who's losing it's color
A blue leaf is a sad one
Who has lost it's owner

I miss my leaf
It comes and goes
as it pleases
and comes back in different seasons

But my leaf has gone
for a very long time
threatening never to come back
and I fear it has been taken
and if it comes back, there will be something
it will lack

It will go to other countries
and they will see my leaf blue floating around
and I wonder what they'll say
Regaining it's color in the summer
I know it'll come back some day