Autumn Love Song

  

Bring to me an Autumn leaf dyed by time

and the season with reds and golds, blushed

with a hint of green. Faithfully unmoved,

the stem remains, veins  crisply defining

the source as Maple or the leaf's shape

describing the tree as Elm.

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Frosted at morning, warmed by October

sun before the skies cloud over to hide

light, leaves tumble. Again, the earth

has migrated away from summer.

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November snowflakes are standing

in the wings waiting for entrance,

their parts aged and memorized. We

feel on the face the coolest breeze

so far this year.

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Take in a breath so chill the mouth

quivers. Fall arrives to surprise us 

with need for leather gloves; our bones

filled with disbelief and a longing

for warmth.

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allets

10-20-15

102p

 

 

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