#31 – Live, leave, leaves
Dry yellow leaves invade the patio
Light goes through the bare branches
Even if it’s sunshiny, it ain’t hot
The whispering wind delivers early winter cold
from the north to this far southeast coast
Letting…
Green grass fade so fast
Ducklings snuggle up to their momma’s wings
The bus station over there is crowded no more
Growing up…
One cannot be covered forever
Cold folks, they might be hiding somewhere
preparing for their own spring leaves
like the tree in front of me.
Mickey
- Initial: December 16, 2022
