another stolen bottle...

I've stolen another bottle from ate vanna's hundred bottles collection... why can't I write something like this?!? anyweiz... read on.. boring stories on next entry:

The Way of the Leaf

To wait
To fall
To die

but i too could change my colors
to hues so bright
that you just would not see
until i am no more
then you miss me
for from the branch now bare
i am gone from your tree

so you looked on the ground
hoping to keep me
but with a thousand others fallen
you could not be sure

Close your eyes.

Forget me not
in your hearts memory

Sometimes,

i could be
more beautiful
than a million flowers.