Catching a falling leaf for good luck is harder than you think
They will hit you on the head, drop on your shoulder
I have had one land smack in the middle of my chest
Still not in my hand. Is good luck trying to avoid me?
Winter comes, I watch the leaves fall
Windblown down my street
I never see anyone reach out a hand to catch one
They brush them from their shoulders
I wonder, have they just brushed good luck away?
Rain managed to stick one to my window
As if to say, there you go, you know you want me
The saddest time is when I reach out my hand
It is about to drop when the smallest wind blows it
Dancing past my outstretched palm, empty once again
An old wives tale I cannot forget and will continue to try
One day I will hold that autumn leaf in my hand…
Kew Gardens has just opened a childrens garden, and this image really made me smile!
The Chelsea Flower Show is coming!
Loved this image by Aaron Chown, with a rather large taste of what’s to come!