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Fallen Leaves
It’s Autumn now,
The leaves once green
Now gold; red; brown;
Falling, falling, falling
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A skein of wild geese,
Arrowhead across the cloudless sky.
In the empty distance
High, lonely voices
Desolate; echoless;
Calling, calling, calling
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In the endless Autumn air
We stood together
You watched them,
I watched you, and
Smiles flickering; your face; like sunlight
Falling, falling, falling
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Should I have spoken?
Broken that fragile, beautiful, moment…?
I couldn’t though,
And you never heard my silent voice
Desolate; echoless;
Calling, calling, calling