I miss the smell of Autumn;
Dirt, leaves, candle wax, and bath soap.
This is the maple intermission.
Seasons change but the order stays the same.
I turn over every leaf on every tree,
But I forget to mow the lawn.
takeoutthetrash/emptymyhead
Friday, July 27, 2007
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