This
year
The
leaves have changed
With
a vengeance
As
if trying
To
make up
For
the lousy fall
They
called in
Last
year
Admittedly
Summer
didn’t help
That
year
When
it never rained
But
this last summer
That
just casually ended
Mellow
and gently
Floating
out
On
the river of water
That
never stopped
For
three months straight
Left
a rich reservoir
An
endless palette
And
as I looked out
From
the second story
Of
my office in the city
The
trees are overcome
In
brilliant hues
Falling
headlong into winter
Trailing
autumnal splendor
In
swirling shattered eddies
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