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Leaves Fell
A gust roused the waves,
leaves blew into the water,
the waves were ash-gray,
the sky tin-gray,
ash-gray the autumn.
It was good for my heart:
there my feelings were ash-gray,
the sky tin-gray,
ash-gray the autumn.
The breath of wind brought cooler air,
the waves of mourning brought separation:
autumn and autumn
befriend each other.
Source: Poetry (June 2011).
Poem Categorization
SUBJECT Living, Sorrow & Grieving, Nature, Fall
Poetic Terms Free Verse
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