Lull of Dying Leaf

Here i am..
On the stack
of the other leaf..
Separated?
Yes!
Yes, i am.
I'm a green leaf.
Waiting my time
to turn yellowish.
Now i am all alone.
The wind brought me
to this window.
I am alone.
I am alone.
The little girl found me.
The dying leaf.
She take me,
and make me
her winning thing.
I am a leaf.
Being admired
when i am about
to leave.
My thinning body is what
they pleased.
But,
I am on grief..
The dying leaf lullaby
is what i leave..

P/S: this is crap