I wrote the poem on a whim, when I was feeling a bit insecure about myself – and my future. Like leaves, we go through different stages of life – I chose to see it as different stages of success. The falling from the tree signals the moving on to something new, the end of dependency…and sometimes that’s scary.

The last autumn leaf fell today;
With a thud –
A heaviness
The last autumn leaf fell today;
While the others he hung with
Died.
Crumpled, deceased,
away
The last autumn leaf fell today;
And while the others had moved on
He laid there –
Red – full of energy
And
Scared
Wondering about
“what happens next?”
Saadiqah Schroeder (2019)
“The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all”

Saadiqah is a BA student majoring in Linguistics and Afrikaans at UCT. She loves the outdoors, nature & animals, art and other thought provoking stimuli. She writes poetry and draws/paints as hobbies when she’s not studying.
beautifull. can see that it comes from the heart.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it! Share with someone who needs it 🌸🌸
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Wooow girl you are quite deep. Very inspiring.
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Yes indeed! Hope you can share this with someone who needs some inspo ✨✨✨
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