Come Walk with Me

leaves - inniswood - 2015

Come walk with me
and we will see what speaks to thee,
the skittering leaves fall from the trees,
tumbling to the ground,
unbound from their wooden branching home,
sounds surround our forest walk,
we seldom talk,
while chirping birds,
chattering squirrels
and swirling wisps of wind sting our skin,
reminding that more cold will follow soon,
but not before the Harvest Moon sings campfire songs,
making us long for days like this to never end.
Is that how fall speaks to thee?
Come take a walk and we will see.

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