Fall
Oct 2
1 min read
Updated: 15 hours ago
Dressed in their Sunday best
yellow, orange, red
shimmers in the ambered dusk
a farewell from the leaves
Not the first for the tree
farewells a colorful scatter
each year harder and marked
with a new ring
The tree now bereft
Barren shorn of leaves
the world sees
a sorrow and a fast
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