October 7, 2021

Beholding The Fall

Beholding The Fall
The colors change,
because of the later season.
What remains,
awaits the winds seizing.

It floats and falls,
gently to the ground.
Thoughts arise,
although they're not profound.

As I see,
the results of passing time.
Why trouble me,
these thoughts upon my mind?

It's part of life, I know,
and I wouldn't really care,
if I was referring to the leaves,
but I'm talking about my hair.



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