Almost Autumn, a poem by Michael Ball at Spillwords.com
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Almost Autumn

Almost Autumn

written by: Michael Ball

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Exhausted leaves
ready to give up their green,
ready to retire after working
spring and summer,
twinkling through window screens
in dawn breezes.

Not yet brown, they chatter
as their newly stiff edges rub.
Supple green tree leaves rustle.

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