Becoming Autumn
If I were to become Autumn
you would see me transform
all around me in mid fall
leaves suspended
a freeze frame of rustic life
my dress of quilted, rusty leaves
splattered in warm shades
sunset painted in my hair, and
everywhere it seems
red-red-red
If I became Autumn
would you love me in Spring
with all the pastel beauties
parading every where.
they are so temporary
soft beauty fades and dies
remember I’ll be yours - Forever Autumn.
Still in progress......not sure about the second stanza.
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