Leaves From My Love

My husband spent a lot of time out of town this fall for work.  I had a chance to spend a long weekend with him and when I arrived, he had a leaf that he had found waiting for me knowing how much I like nature and use rocks and nature to center myself.  He later found a second similar leaf for himself to match mine.  Here is a little poem to remember those leaves.

Leaves From My Love
By me

Two burgundy leaves thick as leather
Tiny veins from the stem reaching out
Minor imperfections that enhance their beauty
Hand picked in the heat of fall

Written December 6, 2012