Last Fall

RUMfoliage1P101511This time her leaves turned first
This year quicker than the last
Every fall like this one and before
We grow to love each other more
It only makes sense for memories
To be spread all over the ground
So bright in the spring
Now fading to brown
Her, a casual Redbud
Sawtooth Oak
Always the first and the last
To laugh at my jokes
Me, a complex Magnolia
My friends say I’m mixed with Pine
Leaves may be gone but
Our roots remain intertwined
Now our days are getting shorter
Almost to an end
Both of us dying
Waiting for spring to begin.

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