Of Leaves and Life

by | Nov 20, 2019 | Poetry, Verse | 0 comments

This week, I raked summer shade

into piles, heaps of leaves assembled,

the closure of a season.

This week, two died younger

than me, a friend of a friend another,

the father of my daughter’s friend.

Perhaps, this is aging, dropping

people like leaves raked

into piles of passage, reminding us,

testimonies of warm,

shaded summers when

we sat outside in laughter, not thinking

about our coming fall, of our falling leaves

giving way to our winter.


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