Pieces

A leaf upon a whim,
Tossed and tussled so,
Lightning cracks: a liquid heat.
Confusion and pain juxtaposed.

The green leaf turns golden,
Aging in your hands,
Gently, safely,
But time ebbs and wanes.

When at once was a promise of forever,
Now cannot last a day.

The leaf has been broken...
The pieces blown away.