thepaleking
i missed the day of
the wind and the dying leaves
escaping from trees
fighting the water
in a futile journey
to return to life
patience, a virtue
time slips while we do nothing
wait and see, my friend
autumn off schedule
arriving a few days late
rushing in breathless
attempting to help
with all the best intentions
a tragic mistake
my watch moves slowly
slower than the hours pass
but quicker than days
without the darkness
i cannot find the morning
to be more than light
the moon involved
in the arc of the ocean
containing movement
inside the bear's den
lay the hibernating cubs
awakening spring
the attic upstairs
full of cases of mem'ry
and the former child
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