while walking...
i stopped beneath a tree,
and spoke to a leaf:
'what's your name? '

the leaf paused for a moment,
and spoke,
'you can call me child of the limb,
or child of the tree,
or child of the earth,
or child of the sun and rain...

or you can just call me, Bob!
what's your name? '

i thought for a moment,
and smiled:
'you can just call me...
.....leaf! '

Eric Cockrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-s-your-name-2/