Autumn Leavesby Cheri Marks
I awake to the raining celebration of leaves,
giving up the weight and beauty of attention.
Paper fire in sunlight,
you ignite the sky.
In your final journey to the ground
I hear your whispered secrets
as you skitter across the sidewalks,
dancing to the music of the breeze.
How often have I frolicked in your bed
within our sounds of crunchy laughter
and autumn's perfect perfume
imprinted on my skin?
Beautiful leaves of autumn how brief your rich display.
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