a child and a leaf

i looked at the lone leaf on the tree
when it fell from the tree
as free as free can be
i opened my palm to see
if it would land in it safely
it fell in the breeze freely
going wherever it wanted to be
it would come near me
but whenever i extended my palm
it would sway furiously away from me
i closed my eyes and opened to see
some withered fragments under tourists' feet.