A single leaf blowing in the wind made a scratching sound as it danced down the pavement. As the snow melted, and spring began it was a reminder of fall. Last year decay still left over. Spring showers would not only bring vegetation to the land, they would wash the decay away as well.
I walked down the sidewalk, as my son skipped along following the leaf, making a thumping sound on the newly paved sidewalk.
“It’s a leaf! It’s A leaf,” he shouted.
He chased it, but it was too fast for him to catch. But, he still tried to catch it. Where there was decay he still found life.
Writing Prompt: Write about a single leaf. Post in the comment below.
Snapshots of a Life 