six sentence saturday

seasons come and go

The leaves withered
Dried, carried by wind they danced lively.
I might touch them, in flight
I might catch them in sight.
But the night comes too briefly
Winter comes so quickly…

Posted by P.A.W. from WordPress for BlackBerry.

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