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J.M.B

Stumbling Down Steps

I like the look of autumn leaves
On cold wintery steps
Fragile in their beauty.
Wilting in their vulnerability
Easy to crush if not careful.
 
Without warning.
And gust of misunderstanding comes
Followed by an updraft of judgment
A ferocious fury of quick decisions
Down steps of regret.
Communication is beyond cultivation
So I am adrift wondering
If she will ever understand
Waiting
 
Till springtime

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