autumn in one ruthless scoop
i feel for yesterday's blooms
already withering
already past their prime
their innocence consumed
their beauty fading in the night
depleted with the passage of time
their message scattered to the breeze
how i resonate and feel for them
here for a moment then gone
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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