The Red Leaves

Red Leaves in the Park. Aug 2016

As if they had had enough of Summer
The leaves turned red
Amid the hot and dry desert-like weather
Depressing Summer lovers who visit the park

I don’t mean to block the arrival of Fall
Nor freeze the breathtaking sunset
Over the Summer mountain top

But I’ll record the mooing of the black cows
Grazing along the vast golden hills
Under the rainbow clouds at sunset;

The maneuver of the beautiful blue jay
Around the serene open space preserve
Filled with red woods and oak trees
And the smell of sun-burned grasses

I’ll view them over and over again
Since I cannot hold back the time
And Fall is coming
Seriously

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