Without leaves,
the trees seem out of sort.
Not aged, but concerned,
very concerned.
I think this way
about my father.
How most of his leaves
have fallen and they won't
be coming back.
There are no more springs
within him. Just winter
and autumn to reckon with
and stay warm.
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It's hard to watch the leaves fall, the last few just barely hanging on. This is good.
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