The Last of a Leaf

I fell from a tree
by autumn’s shove
I weathered the storms
and buckled under the rain

I cracked under
the crackling of feet
and some more wind
threw me to the side

Before the last of me
bled into the ground
and seeped into the ground
I had a thought

I was destined to die,
I was destined to fall,
from my branch,
I was destined to die,
I was destined to die.