Leaf

There were leaves covering the whole pathway, the gold yellow star and heart shape leaves. The pathway wound around a pound, there were ducks silently swimming in the cold water. She found herself calm and content after the long run she had finished thinking about her dreams, her desires, her never possible wishes. She loved the runs, the physical intensity of those personal hours of the week that let her alone, ponder on any thing. She found herself daydreaming while cooling down walking around the pound. The dream she had last night was so strange, so intangible, so wild. She had been missing the past. And she knew exactly what she was missing. That knowledge made her smile at the dream. She picked up a heart shape leaf and put it on the still water of the pound, let it float, and left.