See me.
I’m yellow, orange and red
Chase me.
I’m falling fast, caught on the wind
Catch me.
As I fall and settle to the ground
Pick me up.
It’s not too late,
Your gloved hands moving near my face
Hold me.
It’s not too late,
As my edges curl into the ground
Protect me.
It’s not too late,
My brittle spine’s crackling in the wind
Hidden, and Covered.
As the snow drifts down.
Find me.
It’s not too late,
With the weight bearing down
Help me.
It’s not too late,
The rain’s coming, whisking me away
Remember me.