Monologue of a leaf

My flight was never neat
but troubles didn`t make me quit
how many time shall I repeat
I was happy a little bit.

And now the fall it`s fully here
the scary wind blows in my ear
my sister leaves are falling near
but darling, falks! I do not fear!

I know someday it will be better
but I`ll be so far from younger
knowing how to deal with anger
I will be wrinkled and be balder.

Young and naive or old and wise
what do you think you can advise?
please don`t be thinkers in disguise
cause you`ll get treated otherwise

But let it be cause time will tell
and I will be wealthy and well
a leaf that didn`t go to hell
but waited for the morning bell.

Now I am green and young and proud
and don`t do mixing with the crowd
although sometimes I see a cloud
over my head.but I`m allowed

I`ve spoken words and I`ve seen faces
I`ve had my dreams turned into ashes;
there were times when I heard voices
telling me to write some sketches.

I didn`t lose my hope, although
there were some rainy days, no rainbow
but there was joy and laughter also
and fireworks some time ago.

That`s me, a proud and vivid leaf
sometimes I smile sometimes I grief.
from time to time I play the chief
and very seldom, I`m a thief

I steal moments from your time
and make you rapid read my rhyme
although I don`t give a dime
if you like it or you mime.


A naguhty leaf tricking the fall
who wants to rise above you all
takes off her hat and takes a bow
so long my friends, goodbye, ciao ciao