evening falls —
acorn shadows on the path
grow longer
fall
Leaves
leaves crumble
into golden dust of
summer memories
Nightfall
nightfall
the unseen silent sighs
of leaves
Family
vibrant greens and golds
bow to withered old browns
family tree
Leaves
the wind roars
dry leaves skitter
giggling
Prediction
the calendar reads
‘fall begins’ — a season or
prediction of love?
Fall
full september moon
illuminates the silence
a falling leaf
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