It is fall
And as I walk in the woods
Crunching dried leaves under my feet
Watching the leaves dancing down from the trees
Millions of them scattered all around
The sun dappling in warmly
The crisp wind blowing on my face
I say to myself
This has to be the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen
The perfect picture
And then I think of you
And I realize it isn’t
I think of you walking alongside with me
-our footfall in tandem
– your hand in mine
The picture is perfect only now
So come my love
If not for any other reason
Just to complete my perfect picture.
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this is a beautiful poem, lovely imagery. Thanks for sharing. Please find time to read my poetry on Rain-Chimes~My Poetry Blog, http://drsmitasriwas280.wordpress.com/
Thank you very much for your generous comments. I enjoyed reading Introspections of Whimsical Fall.