Leaves of autumn

I perch upon my balcony

as I sip my hot tea,

watching over the birch tree

shedding away its leaves.

I watch as the wind sways

past your branches and twigs,

a chance you seize

to let go of your autumn leaves.

I cock my head on one side,

comparing life metaphorically;

wondering if we could learn

a thing or two from thee.

So I stand up straight

with a childlike glee,

pull my hands up on either side

and shake them vigorously.

I shake them until

all of my autumn leaves

leave.

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Author: slaveofmadness

If there is a Carnival full of fancy things in it, rest assured I will participate!

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