I passed a tree today
With leaves so red
I sucked in my breath.
I stopped for a few pictures
Taken half heartedly
Already knowing that sending
Them to you
Will be the most unsatisfying substitution
For standing with my hand in yours
Gazing up at the flaming leaves
Looking down at the burning ground
And simply talking
About how autumn is ours.

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