When you were dying girl,
You never looked elsewhere ..
But at the seed you planted,
Grown into life, flowers everywhere ..
You lived together,
You could relate to each other ..
The plant turned out bright,
Like it grew from your beautiful smile ..
Folks call you this,
Friends called you that ..
You responded to both,
You thought you both were called life ..
Autumn's never a good time to go out,
You could feel for the flowers outside ..
But yourself never cared to go in,
And that made you lie sick inside ..
The leaves had begun to fall,
The less you began to speak ..
The breeze was getting colder,
The circles under your eyes darker ..
Almost like you were wishing aloud,
From the tears streaming from your eyes,
That when the last leaf falls,
Everybody calls you dead ..
That night was rough,
The rain hard ..
No moon to smile at us,
No stars to smile at ..
All you could manage was a wink or two,
All leaves fallen but a few ..
And before long,
All that were left were two ..
As another leaf drifts downward,
Your memories get clearer ..
You could see the smiles,
You could feel yourself smile ..
The people you loved,
And people who loved back ..
You wanted to share life again,
With the last leaf ..
The rain must have been weak,
Or the leaf strong, you wondered,
But when it was daybreak,
You couldn't wait to run to feel it ..
You never felt better,
You could feel the sickness break ..
You wanted to live forever,
Feel that life no storm can take ..
You must have felt the plain white wall,
On it painted a little green leaf ..
It has been my only masterpiece,
I now live with the last leaf ..
(O'Henry's idea totally ! Image stolen from
here !)
