Written, January 3, 2023 Entered In The Premiere Contest, "Poetry in a Glimpse This Year" December 5, 2023 Sponsor, Ink Empress
2025 Poetry Marathon Mile 12 Poetry Contest Sponsor, Mark Toney Entered, August 29, 2025
"Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.” _by Delia Owens Like golden leaves, we live our Autumn days- cling to the limbs and branches of our life. Enjoying still, the end of Summer's blaze while living in the bliss of all that's rife. When comes the time for Autumn's final day; release, we must- accept next Winter's stage. Before we fall, we fly and dance away to frolic in life's air, deterring age. We fly to places never seen before and land on surfaces protected well- then sore again- discover and explore. As winds uplift- our fears of Winter, quell. Yet, Winter brings a beauty all its own- The time to glisten in fresh snow delight. When we, as leaves, no longer can be blown- rebirth in Spring will end dark Winter's night.
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