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RESTLESS LEAVES
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3 RESTLESS LEAVES
Like jigsaw pieces
autumn leaves
fly singing
through the air.
They billow into clouds,
clash ... scatter ... fall,
showering the twisted twigs
with golden rain.
A pause,
while on the paths
they rest
in quivering uncertainty.
Then with the first
light breeze,
they stir impatiently,
fan out,
and race across the earth.
At night I hear them ...
restless still.
They scratch
and tap my window pane.
Until with rainwashed dawn
I see them hang,
limp as tired butterflies
against the glass.
Poor leaves
with lives so like our own!
J MILTON © 2022
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