Stapled to the side of the road I remember thinking
Is that all?
I crossed the street and passed the thorn
The street was wet
I slipped and fell
Not too far later I watched in horror
No windows where to look for more
So far a walk I carried chalk
I drew the spot and went for more
The tree I climbed was green with envy
It saw me rise and dropped me low
The ground surprised me
Welcomed my fall
So now I´m down
And leaves are falling
They touch my hair and make me smile
I´ve walked and wondered
I´ve fallen and pondered
I ask for more
I wait and wonder