Love Poem: Pieces of Fall
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Written by: Donald Meikle

Pieces of Fall

Bark mulch and oak leaves               Hear the call
scattered down and brown                  away
Dirt road's old farm house                 in a memory
shuttered and shut down

people who lived there                   It's not there
are lost in the rain                       and they
hunting and searching                       were not looking
what they can't regain

Standing in puddles                      It's not there
oak leaf blackened now                      and they
huddled and clinging                         just keep looking
to one remembered vow

Spring green and dancing                 It's not fair
Windsong wild days                         a pair
returning tomorrow                           of lost lovers
staying til Summer haze