Feeling Autumn


Rain begins anew

Though the sky, its cradle

Remains the same

Cracked and patch worked sight.

The colour of dull, dreary dread

To some the colour of night

To some is light instead.

The pace and place

Of amazing grace to some

Is said to lead

And I would rather lead than be led.

A mark beneath the skin

Directs the bearer within

Toward the change from green to red

The change from is to what's been.

Yet firm anticipation

For the white that's on its way

Holds it stay until the day

It falls.

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

tlmntim9 - Thanks for the kind comment :)

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Druid Dude 6 years ago from West Coast

How did I miss this cute piece? Another good job done!

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Druid Dude - Thank you! :)

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