Garnets, rubies, citrine,
Forest’s crown jewels,
Boasting brilliance.
Beauty dazzles.
Softly surrendering,
Silently drifting,
Smothering.
Beauty fades.
Withered, weathered,
Wind-whipped,
Tossed, tumbled.
Beauty weeps.
Scattered sacrifices,
Last proof of life,
Imprints on sidewalk.
Leaves lament.
Crisp, crunchy.
Rakes eradicate,
Mowers mutilate.
We weep.
Lynn Martin McHale Nov. 16, 2013 Copyright All Rights Reserved
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