Crisp red and gold leaves
nestled in curb and corner,
scattered on lawns and patios.
Winds try in vain to fool us ~
fool us into believing
autumn colours are gone ~
look down and around to see
these jumbles of colour,
brushed from the trees,
tucked away at our feet.
“The wind likes making jokes!”
~ Mehmet Murat Ildan, writer
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