Autumn

Autumn

A little girl was I
Soaking in the golden rays 
My shadow hid beneath me
As I lay still on the ground 
Face towards the irresistible bright light.

Red, orange, and yellow hues
Clothed the dull, flat land.
Pecans fallen, trees bare,
laughter whistled in the wind. 

Two, three, four playmates
Dancing like acrobats 
On her grandma's trampoline. 
 Dark like night it was
The texture a wet rubber duck
 Smooth to the touch
But quick to slip.

I watched my siblings play
Its leathery skin
 Conformed to their bodies
For a moment only to be
Propelled like pretzels
Tangled brown pieces in the air.

Now the day was cool
The sun leveled to my height
And only two remained to play
Myself and my brother.
 But it had been fifteen minutes
before it was time to go inside.

 





 
 

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