Amid Falling Leaves

worn out tennis scuffle through leaves and trash going nowhere accept relocating from the soda machine to the parking lot this is the intricate routine he follows. gingerly he sits amid falling leaves knowing soon the air will cruel and harden his skin he will find himself on crisp cold mornings looking for a soup kitchen, anything hot to warm the cruel growl eating away at his stomach amid falling leaves he senses the oncoming winter and holds his body tight toughening the resolve that must see him through he will soon commence the employ of begging at the store people will give more in winter it will be close to Thanksgiving the kindness season was approaching 8/1/2020 Pick-A-Title, Vol 20 - Free Verse 3 - Poetry Contest n/a Sponsor : Edward Ibeh