Hello Urban woman in your asparagus green skirt.
I see you
from my study window I watch
you are reaching, grasping
for falling leaves.
You are unsuccessful,
like reaching for the stars that seem so close,
or trying to get one snow flake to land on your nose.
I watched you do a little dance,
when you thought no one was watching.
And you walked away,
defeated
at not catching that "star".
But I watched,
as a yellow leaf landed on your head,
nestled in your hair,
and you didn't even know.
That star leaf struck you.
