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Fall Moment: A Poem


Squirrels rush around like Wall Street brokers,
every nerve bent toward the goal of rich stocks.
My cats come alive like kids at a circus,
the music provided by honking geese flocks.

I sit on the steps like a garden statue,
watching the leaves take their final bow:
like confetti, they color the day’s cool breeze.
I will miss summer’s green—but not right now.


6 comments on “Fall Moment: A Poem

  1. Lina
    October 9, 2015



  2. emilievardaman
    October 9, 2015

    I like this. How lovely to live where there is a real fall and color in the trees!


  3. Charli Mills
    October 14, 2015

    Ah, yes! I could sit in this poem and sip tea all afternoon!

    Liked by 1 person

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