Under the summer
The fall is waiting
It waits calmly and quietly
Waiting for its slow change
Into only a few months
Under the green
The orange and red waits
For the memories
And mistakes of fall
Under the warm
The cold is waiting
It's waiting to freeze the earth
To make winter come sooner
And under the summer
The green
And the warm
The part of you
You forgot
Waits to be seen
After the summer
Fall is here
Posted in response to the challenge Autumn '24: Writing.
This country is empty
It is long gone
For the days of adventure
And truth
Lie written in our history books
Soon to be burned and forgotten
I'm 14.
And I just saw Bruce Springsteen
Live for the first time.
I've loved him and his music since I was 6.
I've listened to him religiously since I was 7.
018751 this was the lunch code I was given
My first day of third grade
My teacher wrote on my hand
With a green marker that smelled like berries
018751 this was the passcode for my first email
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