My Autumn

These autumn days of my life
bloom bright and warm,
a simulacrum of summer glory.

The icy cold of the wading creek
still surprises.
I deny that winter will come.

Soon colors will fade.
I Memorize each leaf,
cling to ephemeral beauty

and sniff the air for the inevitable scent of snow.



Background Photo by Autumn Mott on Unsplash


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