Autumn
by Sarah Calvello
The air smells like apples
what a surprise
the crisp air is warm and hazy
dream air
the kind where you don't really know
where you are
golden Autumn leaves papered
the long sidewalk
with all people walking by
barely noticing
secret footsteps
the change
the hum in the air
summer is over
The best way to see tomorrow is to go to bed tonight
its so hard to say goodbye
to yesterday
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