keith Durante

Rookie (4/29/54 / Jersey City, New Jersey)

When Autumn Leaves Fly

Outside my window leaves tumble to the ground,
slowly rolling without the slightest sound,
a blue grey sky just waiting overhead,
autumn leaves gently hurry summer to bed;

here in this moment, where seasons collide,
how many leaves have taken this ride,
soaring, diving, and floating on the breeze,
revealing the weathered skin of naked trees;

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