Seasons Change
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Seasons Change
Fuchsia’s gradient leaves coexist with shades of orange on the maples
The amber and sienna leaves grasp their branches
like a final curtain call before they must leave the stage.
They were put here to shine
Eventually all must change
To make way for dreary days of late November
Where nothing is alive
That certain “in between”
Inevitable change.
Resistance meets longing
They shake hands in the corridor.
The blustery winds force a flurry of artists hues
To speckle the grass that fights for green
The tall wispy grasses reach for higher heights
And bend and sway
Bowing to greater forces
The lake prepares to be alone as her beaches slowly empty
Changing tides
Make way for a new season
And a fresh white blanket
To lull our world to sleep!
Grace Daub November 7, 2021
Copyright © Grace Daub | Year Posted 2021
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