‘A piece of paper’ – Julia Briggs

A piece of paperI saw this black piece of paperAnd it lookedKind of lonely,Like it needed someoneTo talk to.So I started to talk.I told it aboutSchool and trivial things,And my needFor someone to talk to,And in returnIt told me about treesAnd AutumnAnd where it had come from.The paper looked sadWhen it told me about theWind [ ]