
do you suppose
that the falling leaves
fight the inevitable
as much as we do?
and should I feel
ashamed of how much
I appreciate their beauty
as they flutter to their end?
I wonder if anyone
will appreciate
"her delicate grace"
when I meet my demise?

4 comments:
you ok annie? i love this post but it gave me pause... i'm coming to portland next summer to see number 2 kid and his g'friend. i'd love to get together with you and yours. maybe we could all get together over dinner? Lis xx
YES! Oh my gosh, I never meant to give anyone the wrong idea, I was just playing with words!
I"M SO SORRY! No more poetry for me!
I love the photos and the poem! (And have I mentioned how envious I was of the Scottish trip?!)
I actually thought it was GOOD poetry, and I was going to ask you where you got it.
From yer brain, that's where!
thank you for causing amazement on a regular basis.
love you.
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