Auburn In The Wind Poem by Donal Mahoney

Auburn In The Wind



Leaves on a Japanese Maple
dance auburn in the wind
remind me of that mother

crossing Michigan Avenue
before the light changes
one hand on her buggy

the other on her little boy
wind in her auburn hair
a long pennant flaring

telling all of Chicago
it's Spring, by gosh!
it's finally here

Monday, April 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: chicago,mother and child ,spring,tree
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