Autumn

autumn

Originals, just a memory

tender spring greens

hidden beneath burnt orange

harbingers of death

But to give thanks

for this rich palette, celebrating

all that was in comforting hues…

such is my call

Subdued, my worry subsides

as I live in this moment

anointed in its splendor,

inoculated from the cold which follows

photo: Pixabay

prompts: Poets on a Page, Five Minute Fridays/31 Days, #Poetteer Chat, WP Daily Prompt

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