A flimsy flake of paint
Fights and heaves
Until finally free it falls
Like brittle autumn leaves
The universe looks on
As it bobs and weaves
Flushed with pride
In finely fashioned sleeves
The universe looks on
And smiles!
A flimsy flake of paint
Fights and heaves
Until finally free it falls
Like brittle autumn leaves
The universe looks on
As it bobs and weaves
Flushed with pride
In finely fashioned sleeves
The universe looks on
And smiles!
