Fall

A single leaf has fallen from the tree
There may be more, but I will never know
For I continued on and cannot see
If any more will fall - or maybe grow.
It fell so slowly, as if even air
Was sad to see the lonely, pale descent;
It fell, and was without a partner there
Stuck on the sidewalk, lying on cement.
I did not see what caused the fatal fall,
And if I had, what would there be to say?
It fell, whatever caused it, after all
And nothing I could do would make it stay.
But yet I wonder; and as I walk on
It saddens me to think the leaf is gone.