Old Leaves.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

Old Leaves....



the smell of dry leaves
swept by your broom
after a rain takes you back
to an old home.

and you remember how
happy you were once as
a child with your mother

she was sweeping the yard
and you help her with all
the dried leaves, creating a
heap, and burning them,
and seeing the smoke rising
to the sky.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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