day twenty-one
raindrops sprinkle
on the glass table
reflecting the sad sky
and surrounding pine
trees mirror caused by
droplets showing
a world crying
to be heard
by drowning us
all with cold air
that washes away
the beautiful autumn leaves
onto the drenched
road reflecting
headlights driving
as fast as they can
to get through the
cold rainy day
with layers of sweaters
and uggs to stay warm
as autumn begins
to show signs
of winder no one
is ready for
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day twenty-three
stars reflecting
the dark glass
sitting at the
wooden table
the crisp air
turns cold
as the leaves
rain on the
moist earth
sweaters are required
shorts are insane
dogs are barking
at the starless sky
air forms from
their desperate cries
we cannot understand
or put up with
seasons are changing
once again
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day twenty-five
I get lost in photographs
of lives I have not lived
of artists and places
I wish I knew
that for a moment
I forgot who I was
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day twenty six
green and yellow hearts
hang from the dying tree
the air is crisp
children are still
running while laughing
leaves fill the ground
form piles on the street
corners by themselves
matching the yellow
fire hydrant
no summer grass
to be found
autumn is naturally
beautiful
the colors will
soon fade
the most stunning
moments in life
happen right before
death
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