Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski
Autumn Is Called Fall For A Reason
The crisp autumn air is filled
With the scent of fallen leaves..
It's almost as if they're just
Cast away from their parent trees
Because they have served their purpose
Of keeping them alive.
And the oaks have long forgotten
The debt owed to them.
They just cast the leaves away
From their lives
Used and unwanted
In this world.
Scattered along the ground
Their souls shiver in the mass grave
That they were forced into,
By the ones who raised them,
All too early.
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