Photo by The New York Public Library

The Circle Closes 

Once on the ground
Most all turn brown
But while on the tree
I see 

Gradations of glory
Fall show with a story
Of chill and sun 
And fun! 

Then, trees lose their crown
Bright jewels fall down
The wheel without sound   
Goes ‘round. 

Soon autumn lets go
Boughs sleep under snow
Away to a quest
Winter rest. 

All wait from a habit
Still as a rabbit
‘Til birth is soon       
High noon.                     

New growth in spring
Makes the trees sing!    
Tiny babies born
Each morn. 

Shadows with sun
Plus breezes begun,
Happy lime lace 
Tickles space. 

Leaves, narrow or wide
All explode outside!  
Canopy completed
By birds, greeted. 

Creatures multiply
Under shaded sky
Full summer exposes
Circle closes. 

Fair emerald and jade
Teal and hunter green fade
Now red, orange, gold
Are bold! 

Once on the ground
Most all turn brown…
 

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