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FreeFallingby Carol DesjarlaisWhined around the corner of my house Pinged the chain link fence Bothered the trunk of my tree Bared its fangs at my back. Summer was in a frenzy Holding fast on to its soft colors While Fall brushed against the scene Painted a red tipped fingernail on each leaf Slashed the trees with golds and yellows Until the ground turned brown in despair. Birds stroked the southern skylight Hell bent on hurry to follow the sun Pushing gray clouds from their eyes Flailing against the wild winds that straddle them Whipping them into their mournful goodbye. |
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