I Wandered Lonely As a Twig

I wandered lonely as a twig that fell into an endless stream. I’d turn and sometimes make a zig or bob along in a bad dream. No longer on a branch was I to gaze steadfastly at blue sky. Instead this stream was moving me so rapidly – I knew not where. Oh, how I missed my tall oak tree and breath of autumn in the air when wind would blow my leaf so small which had turned scarlet in the fall. One day that tiny leaf was gone. Not long thereafter, I was too. Gone was the field I’d smiled upon. A course unknown I would pursue. How strange! Although I once knew rain, this too much water was my bane. No home had I, nor pretty views like once I had when I belonged to that great oak. I did not choose this fate so cruel. I felt so wronged till wood debris stopped water’s flow. Now friends are twigs I’ve come to know! Sept. 21, 2022 NA in the "I Wandered Lonely As...." Challenge" Contest, judged 10/22/22 For Writing Challenge - X'd Poems Second Chance Poetry Contest Sponsor: Constance La France