Friendship In the Fall

Friendship in the Fall Maple leaves lime yellow, see through claret red paved the way and led us to conversations of losing all our teeth but still bleating for cake. Cake as creamy as the lusty browns and chiccy chocolate hues that line a wavy iced canal. We gum grimace at the thought of losing teeth. Reflecting each others squinting eyes and mashing gnashers. Leaves fall into wreaths around our feet beneath the lashings of crazy fondant marzipan, there is a plan. Of two aging women still dynamic in the falling Fall. A cake made in the Autumn of our decades warmed with laughter of friendship tears amidst the swirling leaves of future years.