Tears Falling Like Leaves
by Veronica Monet
The red maple outside my front door Teases me with her gorgeous display Scarlet leaves bursting with emotion Seemingly oblivious that They will soon litter the ground Like forgotten victories Is this the rebirth? Or just an agonizing slow death? Is there a difference? My friend’s face once a dazzling display O…
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