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Whispers

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves


Whispers
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Golden leaves drift gently on the breeze

Whispering through the air, winter is nearing,

Coldness is raising its fingers of ice,

Reaching, stroking, freezing the earth

And the leaves gather around on the ground

Mourning the mini-death, simulating sorrow

As if there’s no tomorrow, but most of us know

That all-Ready summer is on its way,

And winter’s stay is restrained, contained

To only a few months of the year where

We recover from summer’s unrelenting heat

And so the beat of life continues its circle

Round… and round… in an eternal revolving ring

Around the sun…

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©Denise G Allen, 29 April 2013 05:28
Photograph: Author with my cellphone during or pre 2010