With Spring Comes Fall
there is beauty in falling in love
like soft spring
the sun blazing in all its bright glory
but not too harshly
the clouds adrift - patchy enough to let the light seep through
the trees create a wonderful view
even the flowers bloom differently
and when the fall comes
the leaves leaving their branches
almost flowing through the wind
to end up on these pavements
there is also beauty in letting go
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