I am but a lonely leaf,

As it falls to the ground,

Floating aimlessly downward,

With no other leaves around.

I am but a lonely leaf,

Drifting with a mind of its own,

Never knowing where it may land,

Or which direction it will be blown.

I am but a lonely leaf,

Yet sometimes I am as green as can be,

Flying through the air happy,

Like I was set free.

I am but a lonely leaf,

And most of the time I am brown,

For even if there are other leaves,

I feel like I'm the only one around.

                    Judy