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Coming of the Fall
September 22, 2000
It is quiet
wind moves trees
curtains restless
sparrows eat silently
Watching from my window
any signs of fall?
this is the day...
marked on the calendar
All seems in its place
leaves cling to trees
flowers still blooming
and yet.....
there is something
A quiet subtle something
Light gray sky
sends a cool breeze
a silent message
of the fall
Summers manic
burst of growth
gently coming to an end
several rain drops
sprinkling my window
Birds chirp less
nesting duties over
days are shorter
the coming of the fall
Into the dark I go
once again...this journey
down under
letting go as I venture
slow dance with mother nature
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