Leaves turn as summers grow cold.
She runs around blowing kisses to boys she knows.
He stays home and reads in bed. A ratty train blanket to cover his head. A one-eyed bear to share his thoughts. And cough syrup of which he takes too much.
The final leaf falls.
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Beautiful poem! Thank you for sharing. 🙂
Thank you so much, Laura.
Of course! Thank you for sharing it on Twitter and for commenting. That means the world to me. 🙂 I hope you have a lovely day.
Take care,
C. R.