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Autumn Morning
by Vincent O'Connor




Burgundy leaves wave

goodbye to summer

as I take my morning walk

through the nearby woods.


Back home

flickering flames in the stove

warm my shivering bones

while on the kitchen table

the lit wick of a

pumpkin candle smells

like the goodness of fall.


Sipping oolong tea

with milk clouding its surface,

I watch brown and yellow leaves

waltz in the wind.




a line, (a blue one)


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