the leaves are coming down
for Susie
she will not rake them up
today
they fall in colours
yellow
pink
and rosy red
covering the green
with shades of warm
covering
a pillow for her head
a blanket for her bed
we’ll heap them high for her
Susie raked them
year on year
but now
that time has passed
as fleeting as Autumn days
that lead to Winter
and she
won’t rake them
anymore
though they still tumble
through the air
the leaves
coming down
for Susie
© Frank Prem, 2017
This looks like a lovely elegy
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Thanks Derrick. The leaves started speaking their lines as soon as I saw them today.
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Loving the way that you put your pictures that are aesthetically taken with your acumen photographic skills into your beautiful piece of poetry. I like the way that both of these aspects jive together very well. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on!
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Thank you.
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You are welcome 🙂
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Reblogged this on Frank Prem and commented:
Vale Susie. Passed away 10/06/2017.
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