Creation and Cremation

Swirling and twirling around my head
Leaves letting go of the trees
Lifting off in in what little breeze
Makes that last journey to the ground
Always to the ground they will go
Brushed aside into a growing pile
Here they will sit just a little while
Lots and lots of color be brought
In a flash as the fire gets caught
Now watch as smoke goes up and up
Swirling and twirling around my head
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Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
Burning a pile of leaves.

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Happychatty1
Beautiful Autumn poem Yankee wave applause
Happychatty1
A fitting title and descriptive thought provoking poem for me regarding the beauty in life and it’s inevitable passing away too..thanks for sharing it teddybear
runningshiva
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