feedback jeder art Color me Fall

[Donna]

A fallen leaf that feels no pain 

I touch Autumn's serene, cool vein

Memory deals a shocking smack

An old but muted hurt comes back

 

Why now, this cruel delivering?

Fall's light is soft and forgiving 

Walking down a lonely path

One strewn with so much aftermath

 

I slide to Autumn's mellow side

Dried my tears in the crisp air's tide

Gather all the crimson and gold

Stuff them in the pockets fold

 

I shall wilt into a new tone

just like the colored leaves milestone 

The smell of woodsmoke calls me home

I remember, I'm not alone

© Donna H.

October 4, 2024