Love Poem: The Color of Money
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Written by: David Mohn

The Color of Money

What of the love when green is gone?
                       When autumn’s chill brings rainbow hues. 
So delicate the weathered stems,that break with just the slightest breeze.          
         Beware the towering evergreens with mulch about their roots.
                              

                                    fragile autumn leaves
                                fall upon a waveless pond…  
                                       refugees in boats