Anna Wakefield Poet Rhyme

Autumn Comes

Summers sun is setting,
The twilight a held breath,
Excitement for the season of change,
To see everything in a warm haze.

But I, as many,
Have persuaded myself -
Talked myself into thinking
Every year.

When the leaves change, and plants die
When wardrobes change, and winds sigh
We see change so close
We think that everyone's experience 
Aligns.

What a joke -
My fall, warm glow.
My Autumn is welcome,
Another's, pure woe.

I have lived through trauma,
But so has the world,
My Autumn is shallow,
Another perspective, absurd.

So, as the season begins,
I finally sit and reflect.

I crave the knowledge
Of how the world lives this season.
Do they all see the beauty,
Or hold hate beyond reason.

We should all take a breath
As Summer finishes it's act,
And remember only the mirror
Has your experience, exact.

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