Autumn leaves fall to the ground,
blanketing the earth in
soft yellow kisses,
like butterfly wings
or big flower petals.
What passed unnoticed in summer months
now catches my eye,
flaunts all its color,
and lays silently as
its last majestic finale.
Don’t wait too long to incline your ear;
their songs fade quickly,
masked by soft crunches.
But as you listen you may hear
that sweet final hallelujah:
“In death, my love, I loved you best.”

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