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Finality In Autumn
All the beautiful words collected
in your basket,
off you journey,
handing fistfuls of glory to
an elderly man in the park,
partaking in final Autumn, to
a child mastering chalk lines
on cracked pavement, to
a young couple nuzzling
beneath a spying oak, to
Earth, scattered
on a dutiful, green lawn
we all walk upon, wondering
the meaning of all this.
The sun glares down
where the girl spills
her own life
beneath murksome reeds
edging a film-green pond.
The basket tumbles
down the hill to meet my hand,
trying to understand
life's cruelty. Explain,
why am I alone
in this final Autumn.
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