Autumn Leaves
in strength’s aging wane
as joints ache with pain
lies a heart still and pensive
beneath hands folded restive
and as thoughts ponders life
against a calendar of strife
the eyes brim with feelings weary
as vision fades in circles teary
but then as memory plays
sepia thoughts of golden days
the heart smiles so ever faintly
on moments blessed and loved and saintly
of children playing bubbling loud
screaming pleasure laughing shout
in back-yard pools splashed wetly blue
as red stringed kites on breezes flew
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