Last Leaf

Trees all around
Surrounding me
Swaying in the wind
The strong trunks hold me up
When Im to weak to stand
I hear the leaves rustle
With every gust of wind
I hear the crunch of them
With ever unsteady step
Leaves fall around me
Dropping one by one
The cool air of winter
Freezes the tips of my fingers
Soon I fall down
I lay with the leaves
I look at a tree
As its last leaf falls
So gracefully to the ground
I take my last breath
And die with it