In prairie wind gusts and breezes
fragile trees let go of yellowing leaves
carpeting lawns, sidewalks and streets
while green leaves still decorate others more hardy
until they too let go to crisp and crumble
preparing for dormancy and rest
to burst with new growth in a distant spring
“I rest in ease, knowing there are others out there,
whispering themselves to sleep, just like me.”
~ Charlotte Erickson
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