The Stained Path Home

16 Nov

The leaf-stains left by rain on Fallen limb-partsLaying limp on cold concrete

Mar my walk Home.

I ponder the shapes–

Maple, Garden-variety.
Tomorrow’s sun ascends

A humble soul performs

His role:

Sweeps and mops while he walks.

Leaves cleared, cement unstained–till the leaves fall

again.

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