Friendly Maple Leaf

A maple leaf fell from a tree
It landed right on top of me
Now you may say it was a coincidence
A simple act of gravity
And ordinarily I would agree

But that little maple leaf perched itself upon my knee
And looked directly right at me
So close that it was all that I could see
And by doing so interrupted my melancholy

For you see I came to rest beneath this solitary tree
Hoping it would swallow me

The friendly maple leaf pulled itself down from its branch
And let the air carry it down to comfort me