Maple Leaves

• Caitlin Graham, Grade 10, Catholic College
• Poetry
• 2016

Excellence Award in the 'Top Secret 2016' competition

Slipping through the cracks,
I realise there’s no way back,
Holding on tightly to the pieces of her,
Two years later and her face is just a blur,
Memories we said we’d keep forever,
Turn out to be nothing special to treasure,
Her beautiful soft voice is hard to forget,
But her personality is better yet,
I will be reminded of her everyday,
When I see the beautiful maple leaves in May.