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Like the scattered rain that trickles down forehead,
Down fingertip,
Leaves dance against an expanse of grey clouds.
Little beauties of Autumn: shinning red, yellow, green.
They dance freely, while some are
Plastered color against the sidewalk by rain and busy feet....
"It's such a beautiful sight," you say.
Until something
cold, dripping, and yellow smacks between your eyes, and Startled,
you exclaim, "Look at all the dead, wet leaves everywhere."
And hurry home.
Down fingertip,
Leaves dance against an expanse of grey clouds.
Little beauties of Autumn: shinning red, yellow, green.
They dance freely, while some are
Plastered color against the sidewalk by rain and busy feet....
"It's such a beautiful sight," you say.
Until something
cold, dripping, and yellow smacks between your eyes, and Startled,
you exclaim, "Look at all the dead, wet leaves everywhere."
And hurry home.