Autumnal Commencement

The golden leaf

amongst the green

dives through the branches

to make the scene

Landing in a pile

the leaves mound

silently falling

seeking the ground

Definitely compelled

though not a race

they plunge haphazard

landing anyplace

Floating poetically

a traveling troubadour

when it’s all done

the golden leaf

will

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