Page 42 - When I was Young ebook

Falling to Change Seasons

I heard

I heard the season’s for shedding

so I’m letting go

leaving myself behind

let the grasp you have rewind

let me have what’s left

So I left
leaf leaving tree

finally finding solely sought after me
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I heard

I heard the season’s for changing colors

and as I left shifting from blue

bright hues of fall fell

dripping gold gratitude
hermit free from shell

I heard

I heard the season’s for the free