Autumn's Theft

Autumn's Theft

A Poem by Meghan

It's an acrostic, the bolded letters aligned haphazardly, I know.


         I’d see you off today

if we weren’t tethered by the seasons.

          Fall is your best color,

            though it ends so many beautiful things.

          I hope for your welfare,

            only, it is guaranteed

            for you, not yet for me.

       I’d love them, the trees

          were their skin not wrinkled by the

             arid wind, the trepid frost.  I’ve

    endeavored so tremulously

   for green in life today, to have it

         cease so suddenly.

© 2012 Meghan

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Added on April 15, 2012
Last Updated on April 16, 2012
Tags: fall, autumn, acrostic



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