Monday, October 27, 2014

Stick Season's Eve


Stick Season's Eve

Soon all the leaves will be memories,
The sticks stand Tall
Against the Winter Winds.
They are only asleep,
I tell myself,
Dormant,
Until they reemerge 
In the Spring 
savor the last of the colors.

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