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26 Sep

A leaf falls
Winging through the autumn breeze

To the right and it lands
On the road
Violence by each passing car
Torn
Scattered
Until it is disintegrated into pieces

To the left and it lands
On a pile
By the tree
Now slow Time works
A creeping decay
Worms
Fungus
Until spring comes to grow in it another matter

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Posted by on September 26, 2012 in Poems

 

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